Ded Right - all city

Get response from BK, in the Bronx you see J In Queens and Manhattan, the Island of Staten

Flashin, I kid around, shorties I bend them down

Horizontally, like the ??? leaf?

Pass it on ta me I still take two tokes

With tha franchise for making a few notes

Guns my crew totes, stay licensed

Mega Large, the K, G. V the Ison

So dope you take a liking

And never leave, it’s better to receive

From a shorty, how she blessed me, and her friends bless me And they friends bless me And so on and so on, so Mega get his Ho on The Benz wit the gold on, me I got my dough on Plus glow on, what I flow on, you fold on You too slow on, gets no one

I fears no one, and throw on, you need ta grow one

And I’ma go on and hit the jackpot

Hate phony ass rappers wit weak styles that act hot

And I’m a crack shot, who shootin up tha chart?

Number one with the bullet, All City good shit

Now watch a hood get hype for me I guess the time ta shine is just right fo’me

I guess she might call me, now that I’m stackin'

Ya know what the problem is with most of you cats, y’all need backin'

Well if it’s hot then you dead right, we there every night

Livin tha high life, under the red lights

In the club sippin’iced Don, getting my Nice on Scope the scene for something nice then I’m gone (2X)

I make maneuvers wit Kahlua’s and Bailey’s, JoJo and Casey hear me It’s Valentine yours sincerely

Your rarely see major players with a pair and gleam

Wit out ice on, they so nice-on

It’s extremely hot on the block that I be on

Some cool as a fan shit, without the Freon

And way beyond, what the average cat be on So you couldn’t put a price on this, I’m priceless

They call me Mac-A-Ho, quik ta spit at a ho

Spectacular glow, I drop lovely and pop bubbly

Not one of the, niggas I run wit is lame

It’s ill, I personally feel we mastered tha game

Now the word in tha hood is the City is hot

New wave, El Demarco it’s a pity you not

Either get me or get got, is the rules in tha street

And that’s the same for this rap game I jack you for your beats

I stay relaxed troop, skunk in the Coupe, gun in my boot

Beirut style

Offi-cal, slow down before I twist out

Wit the pist-al, piss crystal

City style, something exquisite, six digits

What I formulate, all my niggas on the corner play

They call on J, the next ta hold a flow, what more ta say?

That’s all it take, with no questions

High rollers and nothing less then

My Baisley shorty’s tha Best Western

For the blessin', you see I react ta stacks, salute

The Bastard who, been right since «The Actual»

It’s not a game yo; it’s something that I have ta do Ya come up lame thou, that’s when I’m gunning after you

I’m dressed appropriate, a night on the town, wit my associates

We rolling thick, lookin’for shorties whose holdin dick

In the strip bar, ???, it’s bizarre

Chicks galore, anaconda draggin’on the floor

High endurance, top notch shit for your insurance

Stellar performance, that’s how tha City got enormous

I esures all when on floor, wit the? chorus?

Valentine Esquire, God know it’s hot