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1988 (Produced by Giant Killa)

from City of God by MarlinAvery, Pure Grit Entertainment

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Verse
Let me get up in my zone right
Head lights bright as we swerving through stop light
Vibe feel tight like the denims of a thick girl
Cruel Summer comes if you let her rock your whole world
Brother this my home court you is in the rafters
Flow smooth ice cold watch me as I craft her
Beat this beat down nothing less I’m a smasher
I’m the robber of your radio & now you dancing
We ain’t never need an rooftop or a mansion
Take a rooftop though my music is the ransom
Legendary skills like I ran my way to Canton
Eating so Caribbe so you know I got the plantain
No feature this a one show tandem
Watch out for my ego I ain’t trying to be no scandal
Took her heart it’s a job I don’t wanna blow
The lust quick real slick never seem to stick though

Verse II
What’s the Vice What's the price
It’s a vice It’s a vice when you fooled more than twice
That’s the price when you compromise your night
Man I loss focus need to keep my dreams feed right
Let it burn Let it ride low cause we on four -
Minding own in our own crowd let it break it down
Touch down after while now back to Southern Cal
Do this now never how don’t deviate my style -
First on the coastline now I’m on the bassline
Never came down from the jump got the hang time
Pregame end know what’s next that’s the gametime
They ain’t got nothing on me I cause no crime
Getting speed to my game run about fo five
New addition in the lineup sitting no pine
wanna feel so alive - Sole (Soul) to the spine
Get better with that age that’s that fine wine

Bridge
We going ride it and We going roll it
We going vibe to it then we hit a stroll with it
Then we get live with it as we put the flow to it
Give a little funk so you know I got the soul with it

Verse III
Knock that thing down middle good keep that thing true
Push the pedal with than one hand on the wheel too
Turn the corner like a caddy or the summertime coupe
It's a foul to waste minutes in a game and never shoot
Jump around house of pain but I'm sane to my brain
Five on it many times though days of the daze
This is real though
take it as a quote
this is what I spoke
Little hot to touch right now
gotta let it soak

Written by Marlin Anderson

(2017)

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from City of God, released May 10, 2017
Produced by Giant Killa

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