[Intro]
Can my city stand up?
I said can my city stand up?
PG stand up with me
[Hook]
This your city, this my city, it's all mine
This your world, it's our world, it's all mine
Everything's gon be fine (2x)
[Verse 1]
This that Charleston bang, that Louisiana slang
This what I go clutch with, the same shit you fuck with
This that fire I know, this is why I am pyro
This what killers ride to, what JFK died to
Same head banging shit Pac got shot over
Dumb set repping shit my nigga died over
So many casualties lost in this war
So thirsty for revenge we screaming more
Well I'll just mask everything and let these hoes take the blame
By fucking off the pain and you'll just hear them say, “Ow.”
I'm surrounded by fake niggas that fuck with them
But them don't fuck with me
So when me and those same niggas around them
They stop claiming me
Well they can, they can
They can hold my dick, replay this shit
Remind them when I pull up in my whip
I'll fuck all they bitches
Bitches just listen before I have to grab your attention
By slapping you senseless just so I can slap some sense to your ass
You know I don't play
This is, this is, this is VA
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Two bitches, three hoes, four smuts, five chicks
A couple dikes, and guess what they all on my one dick
Most these tricks homie hopping
But I don't give a fuck if they pussy popping
Your bitch pull out tits and ask for my John Hancock
Drinking cherry bombs with your girl Hiroshima, Iraq
I think about it and I stop
How you gon love me now but not fuck with me then?
Pussy has a mind of its own so my minds saying forgive
My dicks saying give in but I just want to live
So I'll do that by busting, Kaboom
I like my bitches with a fat ass in yoga pants
I like my dick sucked when I want with no romance
No holding hands, no lovey dovey shit
Get it straight you a sideline, not buddies bitch
Ralph Lauren, Michael Kor, Vera Wang, all designer
Nike slides, Fendi fitted on bad days need I remind you
Dining with a dime piece devouring chicken cordon bleu
I'm on some other level shit you fuckers don't have a clue
Swaying middle fingers in your face if you ain't get the queue
Cooling with my niggas bragging bout the girls we bout to screw
We smash them once and then pass them smuts around the whole crew
And you the type of nigga to wife them up like I do, I do
[Outro]
What you just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard
At no point in your rambling incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought
Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listen to it
I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul
Can my city stand up?
I said can my city stand up?
PG stand up with me
[Hook]
This your city, this my city, it's all mine
This your world, it's our world, it's all mine
Everything's gon be fine (2x)
[Verse 1]
This that Charleston bang, that Louisiana slang
This what I go clutch with, the same shit you fuck with
This that fire I know, this is why I am pyro
This what killers ride to, what JFK died to
Same head banging shit Pac got shot over
Dumb set repping shit my nigga died over
So many casualties lost in this war
So thirsty for revenge we screaming more
Well I'll just mask everything and let these hoes take the blame
By fucking off the pain and you'll just hear them say, “Ow.”
I'm surrounded by fake niggas that fuck with them
But them don't fuck with me
So when me and those same niggas around them
They stop claiming me
Well they can, they can
They can hold my dick, replay this shit
Remind them when I pull up in my whip
I'll fuck all they bitches
Bitches just listen before I have to grab your attention
By slapping you senseless just so I can slap some sense to your ass
You know I don't play
This is, this is, this is VA
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Two bitches, three hoes, four smuts, five chicks
A couple dikes, and guess what they all on my one dick
Most these tricks homie hopping
But I don't give a fuck if they pussy popping
Your bitch pull out tits and ask for my John Hancock
Drinking cherry bombs with your girl Hiroshima, Iraq
I think about it and I stop
How you gon love me now but not fuck with me then?
Pussy has a mind of its own so my minds saying forgive
My dicks saying give in but I just want to live
So I'll do that by busting, Kaboom
I like my bitches with a fat ass in yoga pants
I like my dick sucked when I want with no romance
No holding hands, no lovey dovey shit
Get it straight you a sideline, not buddies bitch
Ralph Lauren, Michael Kor, Vera Wang, all designer
Nike slides, Fendi fitted on bad days need I remind you
Dining with a dime piece devouring chicken cordon bleu
I'm on some other level shit you fuckers don't have a clue
Swaying middle fingers in your face if you ain't get the queue
Cooling with my niggas bragging bout the girls we bout to screw
We smash them once and then pass them smuts around the whole crew
And you the type of nigga to wife them up like I do, I do
[Outro]
What you just said is one of the most insanely idiotic things I have ever heard
At no point in your rambling incoherent response were you even close to anything that could be considered a rational thought
Everyone in this room is now dumber for having listen to it
I award you no points and may God have mercy on your soul
( Tone (Rapper) )
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