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MD$ - Welcome to My City (feat. MD & Bria) lyrics

(Intro)
Welcome to My City...BITCH! {laughs}
Welcome - to my city
{City of Angels, oh!}
Let's Go {Ok}

(Verse 1: Rock Wright)
Red and blue crew life
Red and blue crew life, shots in the moonlight
n***as swear they from the hood alright
Til they come where I'm from and they catch stage fright
I'm an easy going n***a all things set aside
Yet mama even know I got demons inside
So please - don't test it
{WESTSIDE!} Mother f**er you guessed it
We crazy! Uh, what can I say the city made me
I got b**hes tryna save me
Like who the f** need saving? I'm Hennessy blaming
My n***as in here blazing-
Some New Orleans girls, I keep em Cajun
Like who the f** you n***as hating?
Rock-Wright! Oh, wait that's me, I'm amazing
The world I'm retaking (2x)

(Hook)
Give me the world in my hands
I'm taking it all for the glory
You're either hunting or you're hunted
Are you the predator or prey

(Post-Hook)
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it one time for the Ave!}
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it one time for the city!}
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it for the f** n***as who swore to God I'd never make it
Well f** it my n***a I'm 'bout to take it}
Take off!

(Verse 2: MD)
That n***a Marcus is a bad man
I'm smoking on that bomb like an Afghan
My eyes hella low like I'm Pacman
You-you know I got flavor I ain't that bland
Welcome to the life of an L.A. n***a
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We wear Chuck's and khaki's no pele (?) n***a
And the-way we hustle like we heffay (?) n***a
I'm a Third Ave boy, you can't play that n***a
When I wake up in the morning my first thought is do it
How I make it to tomorrow, how my thoughts is viewing
From the city of dreams, what are you pursuing
A n***a tryna get the money, what are you accruing

(Verse 3: Rock Wright)
Down the street from USC, n***a f** a Bruin
And a b**h, if you ain't getting money you losing
Maravich, I'm like Pete with the shot
Living his hard knock, was given a crock pot, and cooked up genius
Ya girl fell in love with the penis, like the old Tiger Woods
My stroke game good
Young Omar Epps, like I'm straight out the wood
But I'm Straight Out L.A. running straight to the bank
Tryna think of a reason why I smell like dank
To explain to my mom, geeking off the bong
Young schizo, screaming down Skid Row
If you ain't got five for the high, I keep the spliff low
Two steppin' out the booth, pockets like a hippo
Talk sh** better get low, limbo
These hands got work like Kimbo
To you she's a celibate, to me she's a nympho
So homie stay in that friend zone
While I score with your chick, Cam in the endzone
Hit dem folks in the p**y, "swear Rocky you a fool
But I raised my GPA so I could come back to school for the dick.."
..Yeah! She came back to school for the dick!

(Hook)
Give me the world in my hands
I'm taking it all for the glory
You're either hunting or you're hunted
Are you the predator or prey

(Post-Hook)
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it one time for the Ave!}
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it one time for the city!}
In for the k**ing-in-in for the k**ing
{I do it for the f** n***as who swore to God I'd never make it
Well f** it my n***a I'm 'bout to take it}
BITCH!

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