City On Lock

I'm from Levy City (across the bridge)

Nah, **, I ain't from South Beach, I raised me

** my mama was in the streets (yeah), no co-d (no)

I ain't no rat, I'on know a thing my homies

(Tay Keith, ** these ** up)

Still had to eat off that scammin' thing

I know some ** totin' .40's like they IDs

I know some **es gettin' purses off of IDs (facts)

I got my city on lock and the master key (yeah)

** so good, make him say "uh", this that Master P

Gun ** (gun **)

You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete)

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree (yeah)

** (codeine)

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)

Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gun ** (gun **)

You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete)

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree (yeah)

** (codeine)

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant) (uh)

Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Uh, I'm from Opa Locka, home of the choppers (choppers)

City Girls, Summer, JT, that's my partner (city)

I'm a Day' **, brown subs to the Scotts (period)

Lil' pretty ** but them killers from the lots will slide for me (doo, doo, doo)

I got some **es and some ** that'll bust for me (doo, doo, doo)

So don't ** wit' me

Young bum **, caught me lackin', hit the Wagon up

Now the hood lookin' for 'em, 'bout to body bag 'em up (my **)

Gun ** (gun **)

You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete)

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree (yeah)

** (codeine)

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)

Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gun ** (gun **)

You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete)

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree (yeah)

** (codeine)

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)

Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Man, I came up from the bottom, that's why I'm talkin' cash ** (cash **)

Man, I went in my mama purse and I had got my ** kicked (got my ** kicked)

Let a ** see his kids, you goin' out like a sad ** (you sad ho)

You look better than your kids and you got your ** did (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't even tell them ** I love they ** no more 'cause I don't force it (no)

I just put the label check inside the streets, so go on and void it

Ever since I call myself the voice

I'm startin' to hear some voices (I'm startin' to hear some voices)

And they told your ** to tell, and you did, you had a choice (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Gun ** (gun **)

You know we raised on the concrete (on the concrete)

I know one thing

We from the trenches not the palm tree (yeah)

** (codeine)

I'm sippin' lean for the protein

Ain't no co-defendant (no co-defendant)

Slide on them blocks by my lonely (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I tilt my heads to real ** who been real wit' it (who been real)

I know you love the streets to death, just don't get killed in it (don't get)

I bought a Crush, not for no drink, I put my pills in it (put my pills in it)

Can't nobody tell us **, you gotta deal wit' it (gun **)