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letra de city on lock - d-lo116

[verse 1: lil durk]
man, i came up from the bottom, that’s why i’m talkin’ cash sh-t
man, i went in my mama purse and i had got my ass kicked
let a n-gga see his kids, you goin’ out like a sad b-tch
you look better than your kids and you got your ass did
i don’t be tellin’ them n-ggas i love they ass no more ’cause i don’t force it
i just put the label check inside the streets so go and avoid it
ever since i call myself the voice, i’m startin’ to hear some voices
and they told your ass to tell, and you did, you had a choice

[chorus: lil durk]
gun slang
you know we raised on the concrete
i know one thing
we from the trenchеs not the palm tree
codeine
i’m sippin’ lеan for the protein
ain’t no co-defendant
slide on them blocks by my lonely
i tilt my heads to real n-ggas who been real wit’ it
i know you love the streets to death, just don’t get k!lled in it
i bought a crush, not for no drink, i put my pills in it
can’t n0body tell us sh-t, you gotta deal wit’ it
[verse 2: d-lo116]
all of a sudden you wanna go slide and go for ten
you got the who, what, why, but you forgot ‘bout when
i really never knew why youngins love to sin
till we grab dat s- and get that s- and do it again
dancing wit berettas, sent my youngen by the store
sliding with the .9s his n-ggas kickin’ down your door
he took y$l belenci and da prada
now k!ll him in sleep with his own lama
n-ggas
they wanna play us
what would you die for?
hunnids
they wanna run us
what do you lie for?
i don’t wanna run this if this gun is up on me
got the city on lock coming through like tsunami
n-ggas
they wanna play us
what would you die for?
hunnids
they wanna run us
what do you lie for?
i don’t wanna run this if this gun is up on me
got the city on lock coming through like tsunami

[verse 3: lil durk]
get out your sleep in the middle of the night go and hunt
he stay outside he paying up rent to be in the cut
a petty k!ller, he will k!ll for saint laurent
we hit the city, link with k!llers when i touch
man you posted up at clubs after hours like you that
out here flexing for a b-tch like they won’t take it off your neck
you ain’t posted in your hood, i just know you from the cut
all black, in the cut, with the gat, i mean mac
h-ll yes, i don’t dance, i just pop a percocet
h-ll yes, i’m the man, b-tches f-cking for cheque
h-ll yes, left the b-tch, now she actin’ all depressed
durkio, i’m the voice but the trenches call me that

[chorus: lil durk]
gun slang
you know we raised on the concrete
i know one thing
we from the trenches not the palm tree
codeine
i’m sippin’ lean for the protein
ain’t no co-defendant
slide on them blocks by my lonely
i tilt my heads to real n-ggas who been real wit’ it
i know you love the streets to death, just don’t get k!lled in it
i bought a crush, not for no drink, i put my pills in it
can’t n0body tell us sh-t, you gotta deal wit’ it

- d lo116

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