Cities Finest (feat. CTB Jay)

Riding round blowing gas
In the whip
With your man's
Well I keep extra clips
Ain't no scenes in this clip
Just a beam on the grip
That make it harder to miss
You know that that Glock
Got a lisp
Got the glizzys
We still use our fist
You in love with the bitch
But she hitting the crib
Ahh
Damn
You niggas can't hurt me
Put like 10 on your back
Like a Jersey
She in love but that hoe
Used to swerve me
Lurking
On they block trying to murk them
Shirt them
Probably leave that boy shirtless
Hit the store then designer
I purchase
Racing to bread
Well I'll be the first in
Nigga pay attention
Hope you get the message
Nigga sit down take a seat
I know this I grew up in the streets
Where I'm from when you sixteen
Shit ain't sweet
Let a couple off when
When we spin the block
If we ain't catch a body then repeat
Lord forgive us
When they try to take something
Cause I let it go when niggas reach
Nigga how could you hate me
When I was a baby
My mama knew I was a beast
Reminisce on them days
I ain't eat
Now I'm full everyday
On the table a feast
Niggas settle for anything
Ima be rich
Nigga I cannot settle for least
If you want the money
I can teach
If I make a promise
Ima keep
Niggas run in my city
We running the city
They talking the life
That the gang and me living
I got off my ass and I had to go get it
Don't grip on the blicky
You know you ain't with it
These niggas is bitches
I cannot forget it
Cannot take the bid
All these niggas be snitching
Got fo in the cut
He gone blow for the chicken
And bro know Whassup
If he in it I'm in it

Woah
But that's facts tho
Got brody in the cut
And he creeping through
The back door
Let it bang for a stack
Bullets ran out this mac
Make a Nigga lean back
Like he fat joe
Yeah we pop your punkin
Bloody mess
Like a twat is gushing
Nigga not for nothing
We the hottest in the game
Can't stop from coming
I be chasing them benjis
Like them niggas running
Ctb it's just us brody
We ain't riding doley
Keep that blick on me
Smoking og meditate of the doude
Why you hating homie
Man that shit phony
Loading clips like a movie nigga
Give him scenes full of action
If he moving different
They like jay how you do it nigga
Weren't expecting this
I had to prove them nigga
Stop moving nigga
Ace keep him steady
Give me that hit him up
Like I Makaveli
Yea I'm packing having
And my pockets deadly
All my friends are dead
Rest In Peace to benji
Yeah I'm off the henny
Can't walk straight
If he can't break bread
Then them niggas fake
All my niggas straight
Cause they eat off my plate
Need my money on time
Not a minute late
Til I see heaven gates
Ctb forever
Big Nina stay with me
Like we stuck together
Introduce my friend
Like I'm Tony Montana
Turn the lights off
Beam flash like a camera
My niggas gorillas
They peel your banana
For a stack of that bread
Like we work at Panera
Lights on
Action
Bang with this clip
Make him dance like Shakira
Why you so paranoid
Niggas be panicking
Paranormal
Turn a ghost to a mannequin
Ghost with this Tommy
All black when I'm blamming him
Niggas be vanishing
My niggas put damage in
Keep a clip
Let it flash like a cameraman
Creep through the back
Wrong move then I'm fanning him
Damage him ain't no repairing him
My dog keep a muscle
In court you ain't hearing him
Take it back
To them nights
When the block was hot
Treat a Nigga like a patient
Ima give him shots
Flow sicker than ever
Ima need a doc
Blicky got him dancing
Make him diddy bop
Wait stop let me take a breather
I'm to hot for these niggas
Think I got a fever
Block hot streets cold
Nigga keep a heater
After hearing this
You gone want a feature
Gang
Real recognize real so
This the shit that y'all can't feel
But if you do feel it
Then it give you the chills



Credits
Writer(s): Aylton Gamboa
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