Sin City ft. Xraeded Lyrics

I'm in my bag, while they hatin', I'm a young playa And that's your bitch, she choosin' me, it's an easy layup

I'm bustin' in her walls, pullin' her tracks, we up in the mall Don't look at tags, been blowin' out like I'm playin' for the Mavs, yeah

Rollin' the Benz, yeah, we ain't talkin' cars Talkin' bout, talkin' bout ecstasy bars Rollin' hard, rollin' hard, yeah, that's what we do Rollin' hard, rollin' hard, rollin' with your crew

The difference between me and you is you ride with a crew, I keep hold of a tool

The difference between me and you is you act crazy, I'm really a fool!

Welcome to Sin City, better back, back, I get real shitty, like, real quickly, you act real silly, you can slap, slap, call me Will Smithy, ain't another way you could deal with me

I got a question, ho, keep it a bill with me, would you kill with me? Could you hold it down and keep it real with me? Shit, probably not, I keep a chopper on me, get molly whopped

When the shotty pop, that's when bodies drop, now your mama in the parking lot cryin' and screamin

SOMEBODY CALL THE COPS!

That'll happen if you bang, that'll happen if you play with the Goddo That'll happen if you play on my name, that'll happen if you ain't got it on auto

I just copped me a bottle, I'll sip till it's hollow If I don't get you today, I'll get you tomorrow If I don't get you today, I'll get you tomorrow

Sin City, city, gotta keep a semi with me Walk around the city feelin' empty, I got a 40 Tempt me

That's your bitch, yeah, she plenty She said she in her twenties, dick her down, ride her off, Aye

Ran up on you with a chopstick, you get dropped quick like a drop kick, this a mosh pit Clean the scene with a mop stick, I'll kill a ho, this is Auschwitz

Tote a 44, call me Hartigan My white boys got the party lit, I brought the 40 in It got a gnarly kick, That'll make Bruce jealous

I'm more Jet Li, you're more like Bruce Jenner Shut up, bitch, you a coup renter

Scared to crash the bitch cause he knew better

Read the newsletter, I'm too better man, you could never Not even you, you, you or you could ever

I got these motherfuckers lookin' at me like I'm the new devil

OH LORD!

Don't ever try me, you wont ever find me

Got the metal on me, with the Midas touch

We're forever rivals, I got a better rifle with an acog

Got some nuts on it, Yo shit old, it got rust on it

I'm real cold, I need ice on me Man, free Buddha, they damn near put life on him

You know what it's like, wakin' up, middle of the night Gunshots, have you reach for your pipe?

I'm just tryna make it out

Tired of waiting to blow up, but I'm stuck in this route I'm up with the real ones, you fuck with the clowns

So don't be surprised when you run in your house with guns in your mouth

Sin City, gotta keep a semi with me

Sin City, gotta keep a semi with me