Town Shit

This is my townshit, (townshit...)

Wit the Raleighs, for the niggaz, that whoride

Chorus:

This is my townshit for the niggaz

in the 'Maros and the Mali's wit the Raleighs

This is my townshit for the niggas that whoride and the bustas high side

This is the townshit where we have sideshows that get raided by the five-o's

This is my townshit for the niggas, that strap gats, and accumulate scratch

This is my townshit for the niggas in 'Maros and the Mali's wit the Raleighs

And the kits can't forget the 'Stangs the Coupes, and old schools wit the duals

Sittin on gold ones, beats in the trunk straight blowin for blocks

But ain't trippin on the cops, ballers ballers

Knots in ya pocks, non-stop action

Hoes be flaggin, playas down in the traffic

And vice versa action, tongue lashin

Pooh butts be draggin, so they get passed by

But don't blame it on the high

Just smash off and better luck next time

You hittin the strip, don't trip, cause every few blocks

You run into a knot ya stop and pop one

Sittin pretty tight, holla at me later on good night, trick

This is my townshit

This is my townshit for the niggaz

in the 'Maros and the Mali's wit the Raleighs

This is my townshit for the niggaz that whoride and the bustas high side

This is the townshit where we have sideshows that get raided by the five-o's

This is my townshit for the niggaz, that strap gats, and accumulate scratch

Let me touch down on makin paper hit on the pager I do you little favor

For a fee, I pitched it to my foleys we skin deep you're crossed we

And re-ve-enge we blend in like two chameleons

can't see our skin when we bounce in

Cause we be covered in leather, and it goes down however

we want us and when we

slide up on ya on the corner and start bustin like whoridas

With them choppers, makin niggas wanna retire, and that's how you handle your

business, man, what is this?

This is my townshit for the niggaz

in 'Maros and the Mali's wit the Raleighs

This is my townshit for the niggas, that strap gats, and accumulate scratch

Mr. Critical don't wanna get physical,

I'm freakin this empty signal as Big Nose

Jay-Z or Reggie, are they ready for some straight laced who rida joggin

That we be splurgin lurkin nightstalkin

chalkin fools up in the list a hits and

check this

[Saafir]

Westbound lick the town shit give me a pound shit

Give it playa status and smash it to ya hideout

Then knock on me on ya block foley on a come up

Till the sun's up gettin this paid another who-rida

Escapade-us, the greatest side-show on earth

Was givin birth in a town-bitch

Cowards get infected by a five-O can't feel nuthin

but a cool, calm and collected

when I ride though

Sideways on a hoe call her a bitch then bump this

gold fingers on bomb tell ya son

got that townshit

This is my townshit for the niggaz

in the 'Maros and the Mali's wit the Raleighs

This is my townshit for the niggaz that whoride and the bustas high side

This is the townshit where we have sideshows that get raided by the five-o's

This is my townshit for the niggaz, that strap gats, and accumulate scratch

This is my townshit for the niggaz in the K5, who ride, stay high, you know