Chip Tha Ripper - I Run My City lyrics

[Chorus:] Ain't no ain't nobody f**in with me I run my city daddy I'm the man where I live Tell em what my name is Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper [Verse 1:] I'm a wreckin cappin money stackin Pistol packin son of a b**h I'm throwed I'm so throwed in the club And I got my gun in this btich n***as be hatin talkin sh** But I don't get mad and throw no fits I'm a let my gun do like the tip of my dick Everytime I'm with yo b**h Blast off co*k boom Bar b que sauce all over the streets Pieces of of u everywhere U almost as famous as me Yeah I know u like my whip But leave it at that cause I ain't no punk Got a diamond in the back And a sunroof top Everytime I co*k my glock I dunk Forty five in my shotgun pump Blow u out yo god damn socks n***a I don't give a f** u ain't heard about me I'm a muthaf**in ox n***a Flyer than a muthaf**a hoes come and get me I stepped out in my gator boots And crocidile dundee tried to trip me I don't play with these haters I let em off until they empty I bring kibbles and bits to the hood So tell them pitbulls come and sick me All it takes is one pound to the crown And you lose no matter what game u playin U can't beat the boss [Chorus: x2] Ain't no ain't nobody f**in with me I run my city daddy I'm the man where I live Tell em what my name is Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper [Verse 2:] I'm a get my dough I'm a get my bread Hundred dolla bills are worth Alot more than yo head What u wanna do I got money in the bank Tryna play battleship with chip tha rip Yo ship will sank I sip purple drank I blow purple dank Twenty eights on a hummer truck Will make it look like army paint Hold up hold up stop hold up stop My mind is blank That hydro got my mind blown I can't think Now are them 28s on that lil chevorlet Or am I trippin My car sits up to high How the hell are we gonna get in If it wasn't 24s and up Then it wasn't chip then Doors go outter or up up in the air I lift them The wood in the middle of the christmas tree Is what is what I'm grippin Clear finger nail polish is what my car got dipped in Nuts colored golden brown so I'm sittin in chicken The outside of my whip is the color of tea So I'm sittin in lipton [Chorus: x2] Ain't no ain't nobody f**in with me I run my city daddy I'm the man where I live Tell em what my name is Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper