Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE) Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (WOOP WOOP) Thats us that Purple City Byrd Gang (DIPSET) Dipset that Purple City Byrd Gang (EASTSIDE) Hardbody That Purple
Hugh Heff Every other night I need a blue net for group sex Leaving with a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next) Stand'em in a line this is new fax city
for lookin better Like a glass of armmeretter Got a lil Vendetta Then bring out The heavy metel Pull up on that trigger Like I'm pulling on These hoes After magic city
the grass done got greener on the other side of the fence So I hopped my ass over to see if I was convinced Fast-paced city life, but country livin's
here on 'n My new name from now on, don't even call me Royce Da 5'9" no mo' Call me Malcolm X, 'cause e'rybody in the city wanna kill me (*gun shooting
is city island I lick shots for COS that hit niggas off for weed And don't care if you bleed just mind they business And go the other way for the right
ma nigga that cuss when I fuss I'ma nigga that know on this globe five hundred thow isn't enough I'ma nigga don't like other niggas that try to keep
Let me take you to the wicked wicked Westside Where them niggaz carry chrome and the best die Where we push up in the corners that we fight for City from
bust, speakin' of bust I think that rhymes with cannibus. Marijawana & I'm the provider who gotta lighter. Higher & higher, the new thing is a vaporizer, the other
Junior Back when it was cool to kiss and tell and spread rumors Boxin' toe to toe and everybody in a circle Sockin' muthafuckas 'til they eyes turn purple
I'm getting ready to leave the ground Oh, you look so beautiful tonight In the city of blinding lights Don't look before you laugh Look ugly in a photograph Flash bulbs purple
Mo fire, mo fire, yo Mo fire, weezy, mo fire Mo fire, I give her, mo fire Mo fire Why did he plot, my fifty cup My city hot, I'm dodgin' the city cop
the weed is purple The ice is white you try me I'm a have to hurt you Kingston boy I rep like no other Black, yellow and green I bleed the Jamaican colors
Detroit to D.C. night train Capitol, parts East Lone young man takes a seat And by the rhythm of the rails Reading all his mother's mail From a city boy
we quick to sling And when it comes to beef boy we some burger kings Catch you with the small 22. that I had in my bouge Had that other hand had pulled
[Deeper voice {Lighter voice} (Diddy)] That boy, {I see ya lil daddy} (young city) That grill, {I see ya lil daddy} (we here now, bad boy south) That
, cause everybody knows, You got to breathe. But, oh God, Under the weight of life, Things seem brighter on the other side... Lighter on the other
