City Boyz

[Chorus: NOE]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

[Verse 1: Jim Jones]

See, I only got one son

I don't know where the [?] come from

But lil homie, If you want some

We can leave you holy with a pump gun

Tear your ass up, with the hand pistols

Your mom's eyes tearing up, [?] miss you

Blockstar, [?] on T-shirts

The cops start digging on the research

We got the block clicking, with the D work

And plus we locksmithing with the key work

Drop shit, a hundred G's worth

Rocky wrist and my T-shirt

[?] blocks where the D's lerk

[?] way the beef hurt

And all my real G's doing time

The shit I [?] tooly in mine

[?] shooting the iron

Gangstas is hard, we all doomed with the time

Hope somebody say a prayer for us

Before somebody gotta shed a tear for us

[Chorus: NOE]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it’s best, the pain, the [?]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don’t stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

[Verse 2: Mel Matrix]

[?] touch the [?]

My back against the wall, [?]

I need a spliff in my life

And if it get to cracking, need a grip in my life

Stay on point [?]

I value my life, I ain't taking it for granted

Tired of red ragging, [?]

Pulling out corners [?] pushing out the spot

Banging [?] cackies

I'm putting in work, til the police snatch me

Hood work, stick amatics

On a one of one basis, I’ll let your ass have it

A clean getaway, watch how he hit the sprint

Yeah, it's Byrd Gang, all day

Get that, nigga, got that fool

If I don't lock that tool, I'll eat your food

[Chorus: NOE]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

[Verse 3: NOE]

It's one little 8Ball, started [?]

Bought some more [?]

I held onto faith, like [?] did

Learned from all [?] I did [?]

Be more, with a [?]

Moving bricks like a one man construction site

Never needed SpongeBob, to move nicks at night

White T, plus [?] kicks is tight

I was born just for trapping, born just for rapping

Born to sell out of town [?]

Won't stand for nothing, fuck becoming an acronim

Nice with the caine, I'm better than Charlie Chaplin

Me and street together, is like Brady, Lewis and [?]

Most would've took it, [?] lemonade

I'm hot like gonaria, plus I got charges stacked like [?] half of that back

[?]

[Chorus: NOE]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]

We ain't pretty boys, we them city boys

Kill hustlers, don't stop, get them, boys

This is ghetto at it's best, the pain, the [?]