We In da City
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (whoo, whoo, whoo)
Young Dro (hey)
Taye, taye, taye, taye
(Whoo) car ain't got no roof
(I can't hear you bro) car ain't got no roof, whoo
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (hey, hey, hey)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (in da city, hey, hey, hey, hey)
All my bitches with it (hey, hey, hey)
Where you be at bruh?
My crips in da city
My bloods in da building
Guns up in Rambo house
Blocks in dat bando house
Choppa come from Yucatán
You, you, you da man, you da man
I'm sittin' up in this dually man
Don't make spray this Uzi man
Pop shit, you get popped quick
No roof, this drop sick
Dro Crew, we rock shit
Whoo, oh where your ho at?
You heard me?
Oh, she where Dro at!
Car ain't got no roof (I can't hear you Dro)
Car ain't got no roof
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye, aye)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at? Where your ho?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?) Whoo! (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (aye, aye, aye)
All my bitches with it
Ok my young ho psyched up
Ridin' round four-four two piped up
White truck, Bentley truck, tinted up
Rimed up, a hat cocked brimmed up
Y'all niggas get trimmed up
Me and KT in Adamsville mirrored up, 'til dark
Polo boots, I'll let the four, four shoot
Just like the po-po-do
Dunk on you and ya ho
Switch it over to left side, crossover
Gimme some more and some more
Sprain bones, I'ma keep dumpin' the clip
Pop 'til my man comes layin' bombs
Land mines, Mack 10s, Tech N9ines
Y'all niggas gone respect mine
I'ma have the whole set cryin'
Have the police like "man down", sprayin' rounds
Talk of the town, A K clip walkin' around
Bussin' the Glock bussin' the K
Niggas tryin' to get bust in the face
Nigga can catch one in da mouth
One in da chest, one in da face
Change is great, platinum shit
Killin' this rappin' shit, animal activist
Actually, I'm harder than
All y'all pussy ass niggas just go and ask ya bitch
Young Dro, aye
Car ain't got no roof (I can't hear you Dro)
Car ain't got no roof
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye, aye)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at? Where your ho?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?) Whoo! (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (in da city, aye, aye, aye)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah (whoo, whoo, whoo)
Young Dro (hey)
Taye, taye, taye, taye
(Whoo) car ain't got no roof
(I can't hear you bro) car ain't got no roof, whoo
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (hey, hey, hey)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (in da city, hey, hey, hey, hey)
All my bitches with it (hey, hey, hey)
Where you be at bruh?
My crips in da city
My bloods in da building
Guns up in Rambo house
Blocks in dat bando house
Choppa come from Yucatán
You, you, you da man, you da man
I'm sittin' up in this dually man
Don't make spray this Uzi man
Pop shit, you get popped quick
No roof, this drop sick
Dro Crew, we rock shit
Whoo, oh where your ho at?
You heard me?
Oh, she where Dro at!
Car ain't got no roof (I can't hear you Dro)
Car ain't got no roof
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye, aye)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at? Where your ho?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?) Whoo! (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (aye, aye, aye)
All my bitches with it
Ok my young ho psyched up
Ridin' round four-four two piped up
White truck, Bentley truck, tinted up
Rimed up, a hat cocked brimmed up
Y'all niggas get trimmed up
Me and KT in Adamsville mirrored up, 'til dark
Polo boots, I'll let the four, four shoot
Just like the po-po-do
Dunk on you and ya ho
Switch it over to left side, crossover
Gimme some more and some more
Sprain bones, I'ma keep dumpin' the clip
Pop 'til my man comes layin' bombs
Land mines, Mack 10s, Tech N9ines
Y'all niggas gone respect mine
I'ma have the whole set cryin'
Have the police like "man down", sprayin' rounds
Talk of the town, A K clip walkin' around
Bussin' the Glock bussin' the K
Niggas tryin' to get bust in the face
Nigga can catch one in da mouth
One in da chest, one in da face
Change is great, platinum shit
Killin' this rappin' shit, animal activist
Actually, I'm harder than
All y'all pussy ass niggas just go and ask ya bitch
Young Dro, aye
Car ain't got no roof (I can't hear you Dro)
Car ain't got no roof
We be in da city (in da city, in da city)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye, aye)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at? Where your ho?)
Oh, where your ho at? (Where your ho at?) Whoo! (Where your ho?)
We be in da city (in da city, aye, aye, aye)
All my bitches with it (aye, aye)
Credits
Writer(s): Djuan Hart, Irvin Whitlow, Deshawn Kennedy, Darryl Mccorkell, Dina Marto
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