Da City

Spitta that nigga rap slow live fast
Six fo with the switch box under the dash
327 rat underneath the hood
Got to grindin like somethin need to be in the woods
Just dippin through the city where the choppas fire
Young niggas on the set like they filmin the wire
Seen my homeboy dimple last month got hit
With a shotgun blast but he survived the shit
Bitches talkin bout spitta say the nigga so clean
I swear he got chlorine in his veins
Made my low low lean like it sip codeine
Ex-ec-utive suggest spitta better switch up his flow for the cheese
I don't comply and complain
They try to temp me but I restrain
Re-fuse to compra-mise I won't change
Like I vowel to forever where the same thang... yeah