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Flood Tha City
Eddie Valero
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Yeah, yeah
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And like sometimes you wonder if this shit just
Mm
I just be wonderin if this shit just bad man
Yeah, yeah
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Its the Gasman ninety-three
No Bubba D's we just do za
Fuck a rap check knew a plug
Spent two eighty jar for jar
If you ever sold a gram
Gone feel this shit here bar for bar
Check the fit I'm too detailed
Super clean like wash the car
Just in case this shit dont get off
Back to that go serve the merch
R&B sing to the pack
You hear me hum like Gerald Levert
Cant complain I took my time
Wasnt in no rush the stars will work
Louis V go his and hers
Be exact two pairs will work
From the mound up to the north
Hustle flow like Im DJay
Skinny this fell out your pocket
Tryin to see what a P pay
Runnin laps like a relay
Put the chop sticks on replay
Cherry red flake out the paint
Stop and go let the feet skate
Creeping slow yeah Im tip toeing
Big forty-five with the clip showing
Heard your verse you shouldve kept it
Truth be told niggas slip showing
Still had faith when I was poor
Bust the move get the flip goin
Bitch wasnt ugly just was broke
Spent some cake got her hips growing (yeah)
Yeah
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Yeah
Yeah, yeah
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Hey, it sounds like they be sayin
They tryin to flood the city, you heard me?
Im tryin to flood the city
Yeah, yeah
Hey
They said I dont never have a second verse, right?
Alright, watch this
This that payback aint no chill
This shit here for old and new
Price is right these hoes gone fuck
Swear they put up like golden goose
Call of Duty push a button
On some big shit gone fold in two
Wasnt too much I been that nigga
Matter of fact I showed it too
Jimmy P Im a bow dealer
Lego block on a four nickel
Conversations not about peewees
Only talk when its more skrilla
Country side with a thick bitch
Arch her back like a four wheeler
Felt like Mase the way I preach
On top of that yeah I know killers
Not for you shit just for me
For all the times i didnt have shit
Super hard on a bad bitch
And my driveway full of fast shit
Super jazz on a mad bitch
Just go shoppin and grab shit
Look at time got a glass wrist
This exactly what cash get
Pendant cold need some earmuffs
Let me pop Im in they mentions
On most days I be lowkey
In a lowkey tryin to duck tension
If you saw me on the sideline
I was coachin from them benches
Know Im good in every hood
Just feel more safer in them trenches
Its Lero
Im tryin to flood the city
Yeah, yeah
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