Tek - Sin City lyrics

Yo it's all salt up now got crack in the main street what get use to the guns now that's crazy like feed of the come down look i've give you the run down against now two a band was the flip hamburger buns now damn yo the weather beat as out the bun down damn here's the different wrist i trying to give credit to my listen is what they telling me to do what chica did what's that bunk down my lyrics a little bit you self no wonder why little kids was stuck on indurent yo what happened to that old school discipline straight up man it's long as the ice melt dudes got a long way to go like a white belt it's like pray up from cycle fell trying to apologies what you lick man the lights out. hook. i loose the penis say ponder been on my stupid the world through my woahs center night clubs the cd o lights spunk up the sky line with the coo coo warm homie tghe psych low pride keeno boundness fresh way pimping of the sk**s of the frizzly proud to the quan lake men fouls in gang walls bust shots grenade blood stays ba** in the trouble motherf**ers loco sh** is like where the potential for us evil for man breathe feel body degree with yo plate that center kid selling soul for some gold in the keelo bet to get whoop it's the way of the leo who's catch when cause he loud with the grizzle homie getting stuck off the door through his new or cash in the evil cause he let you b**h you weren't proud of cause loco were loud putting she know. hook. yo how they gonna fix the crack in that street when they barely move in the fix the crack in the streets happen to be auckland city if they knock in the place where the cafe are i don't drink liqour at a champangne cloth couldn't tell you to chase of cafe are but i stay in a place with no man hates gone the universal god made star god seen a lot but negative i just take with the picture soak like melt a keel a shots still run like beats in the polet like leaf is in cheese in the vibrate auckland city hip hop for least of our problems got golds that we need complex school vent in the street lights i ain't never be north college saint player with my ease in the carpet like