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rome streetz - east coasting lyrics
[intro]
kings hold the motherf_ckin crown
i’m in the motherf_ckin town
holdin it down
b_tch
[verse 1]
check
go out and get it don’t let nothing hold you back
from commitin the cul_de_sac (?) to hold the stack, f_ck bein low and flat
the doper rap, loud i blow to the flow, throw the cognac
vip to the homies i’m at the door to this fony cats
salute the great truth i’m due to rule the states
the moves i make is (…)
(…)
that’s a given, ism for n_ggas illegal livin
f_ck lettin a n_gga lead you, seein gs should be the mission
talk less than you listen, you never fail, s_xin jezebels
cause i be flexin, eyes low from the cesses i inhale
measure on the scale, buy and sell the clientels the action
this style’s from foul slums (?), the traps that i be mackin
streetz better than any n_gga who actin like he captain
logo on my cap, ten racks off of jugs from back then
this how i came up, the game sucks too much copyin
k!ll hip hop but i’m the oxygen _ who hot as him?
[hook (x2)]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround
gs up, hoes we keepin down, beef we’ll see the pound (?)
east coastin, hustle to eat is all we know and
live from the city that never sleepin n_gga i go in
[verse 2]
born leader like i’m cesar
keep a ghetto diva at my leash, i need seed (?) notes and reefer
dope in your speaker, i’m who they quote theses n_ggas know we’re close
to the murder i coldly (?) wrote you’re soul will see the holy ghost
kudos, sold more hits than (…)
countin dirty chips, i flip em sicker than you putos
two os, they shake on the plate, i’m sellin the half weight (?)
my whole staff is felons with bellons (?), they on a cash chase
trappin breakin mornin duckin jake (?), workin the stash place
on the low though, still got a warrant from my last case
true talk, smooth is how i move with goons in new york
comin after your food, grippin the ruge, f_ck did you thought?
04, bare_faced jugs and from upstate to brooklyn
only desire is cake, weed, plates and women
flippin the freebase, livin on the edge (?) sinnin
strive to be winnin, this what i learned from the beginning, now
[hook (x2)]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround
gs up, hoes we keepin down, beef we’ll see the pound (?)
east coastin, hustle to eat is all we know and
live from the city that never sleepin n_gga i go in
[outro]
kings hold the crown, run the town, pass the trees arround
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