City of Ci-Lo Songtext
von Naughty by Nature
City of Ci-Lo Songtext
(Aced out, alright)
(Alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
My morning prayer
Looking for that Ci-Lo (aced out, alright)
Mom need a new pair of shoes, uh (alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Do you wanna play?
Now if you, base out and ace out, ace is an ass out
Also an ass whip, you catch with those who catch it most don′t last it down
On Doogan, they rollin' two deep, so they ain′t too steep
And crews creep but they hard to beat, bustin' out two jeeps
There's Tracy, tricky and trickin′ chokin′ nuff chicken
She's burnin′ and when that chick is broke that bitch is stickin'
Up the block is for the ho no
Another pro ho, she pick pockets when she rocks
If it ain′t no loot out on that ho stroll
On block five ya catch a fever and get no breather either
Beat it or break it to break it down through where I need it
Look for trips, yeah, the triplets, 'cause that′s the hit click
And on down is a pick up 'cause it's a stick-up on the freak tip
Just when you think things were looking messy
She lives six houses on the leffy
Her name is sexy hooked up by Becky
True to the dice not new to the dice
Sexy dropped me off 456 Ci-Lo Blvd right after she blew on the dice
(Aced out, alright)
(Alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
Aced out (aced out, alright)
Ain′t no cop dice nigga (alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
123rd the block′ll splatter ya cap's catch ya they batter ya niggas
Stretch even scavengers breaking fool like Attica
Stolen Glock and he know, holding spots from below
Primos for them g-notes rolling rocks in kilos
Ci-Lo is the set up poppy′s rockin and poppin' ya
123rd kids fuck up, bank jackings like Joshua
Snake what wakeup or bake up pay up or break up
You′re on the block rocked needin' three bitches ta shake up
Pimpin ain′t easy, but if ya mac you'll be the largest
So if he asses out he got no hoes, just three new charges
Ass and face up in the cut look who dodges
Wait, the case is open and shut fuck garages
And everyone on the strip is more than one-time offenders
And they trusting the role like they trustin' public defenders
You see ′em don′t want to be 'em hope Ci-Lo free ′em
I'm schemin′ a fuckin' demon after per diem
I′m leaving sometimes this evening, yeah, in the PM
Not even wit attitude rude 'cause fool I'm geein′
A crafter, after a billing not asking on ya
The master, mackin′ a million tax-free from this corner
Aced out
Alright
Alright, somebody -
Yo what's up?
Stop it man
Whatever it is you stop
What? You heard me
What′s up?
It's a bet
It′s a bet
It's a bet
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ci-Lo, ah
Ain′t nothin', ain't nothin′, it ain′t nothin'
I′m a straight up hustler
Ain't nothin′ gon' make a break
You got that
I′m a hustler, I'm a straight hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Straight hustler
Yeah
(Alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
My morning prayer
Looking for that Ci-Lo (aced out, alright)
Mom need a new pair of shoes, uh (alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Life is a roll like the dice and you know?
Do you wanna play?
Now if you, base out and ace out, ace is an ass out
Also an ass whip, you catch with those who catch it most don′t last it down
On Doogan, they rollin' two deep, so they ain′t too steep
And crews creep but they hard to beat, bustin' out two jeeps
There's Tracy, tricky and trickin′ chokin′ nuff chicken
She's burnin′ and when that chick is broke that bitch is stickin'
Up the block is for the ho no
Another pro ho, she pick pockets when she rocks
If it ain′t no loot out on that ho stroll
On block five ya catch a fever and get no breather either
Beat it or break it to break it down through where I need it
Look for trips, yeah, the triplets, 'cause that′s the hit click
And on down is a pick up 'cause it's a stick-up on the freak tip
Just when you think things were looking messy
She lives six houses on the leffy
Her name is sexy hooked up by Becky
True to the dice not new to the dice
Sexy dropped me off 456 Ci-Lo Blvd right after she blew on the dice
(Aced out, alright)
(Alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
Aced out (aced out, alright)
Ain′t no cop dice nigga (alright, shut their mouth niggas -)
123rd the block′ll splatter ya cap's catch ya they batter ya niggas
Stretch even scavengers breaking fool like Attica
Stolen Glock and he know, holding spots from below
Primos for them g-notes rolling rocks in kilos
Ci-Lo is the set up poppy′s rockin and poppin' ya
123rd kids fuck up, bank jackings like Joshua
Snake what wakeup or bake up pay up or break up
You′re on the block rocked needin' three bitches ta shake up
Pimpin ain′t easy, but if ya mac you'll be the largest
So if he asses out he got no hoes, just three new charges
Ass and face up in the cut look who dodges
Wait, the case is open and shut fuck garages
And everyone on the strip is more than one-time offenders
And they trusting the role like they trustin' public defenders
You see ′em don′t want to be 'em hope Ci-Lo free ′em
I'm schemin′ a fuckin' demon after per diem
I′m leaving sometimes this evening, yeah, in the PM
Not even wit attitude rude 'cause fool I'm geein′
A crafter, after a billing not asking on ya
The master, mackin′ a million tax-free from this corner
Aced out
Alright
Alright, somebody -
Yo what's up?
Stop it man
Whatever it is you stop
What? You heard me
What′s up?
It's a bet
It′s a bet
It's a bet
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Ci-Lo, ah
Ain′t nothin', ain't nothin′, it ain′t nothin'
I′m a straight up hustler
Ain't nothin′ gon' make a break
You got that
I′m a hustler, I'm a straight hustler
Yeah, I'm a hustler
Straight hustler
Yeah
Writer(s): Anthony Shawn Criss, Keir Gist, Vincent E. Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
