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Nothing to Say Video (MV)




Performed By: City the Great
Language: English
Length: 2:44
Written by: RONALD Dixon




City the Great - Nothing to Say Lyrics
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Son I'm so cold
The ice in my veins is like winter
I'm going for broke with my gift like the end of December
I got him i got him i got him this one is a killer
Don't do this for nothing
Stand on the roof feel like jumping
Reminder i came from the dungeon you can't tell me nothing believed in my self
PA it's common for wealth
Sell out or stay on the shelf
Bail or make it through hell
Untouched i made it through jail
My stomach'll make her read brail
Revolver that aint leave a shell
Your karmas the weight on the scale
Well well
Who eating cheese in the trap
Sleeping in V's with the pad
Trust me its deeper than that
Secrets they keeping is facts
Releasing the beast from the max
Tell the whole east that I'm back
Standing on the top of the world
Citys a problem with words
You think you popping absurd
I think your problems you 3rd
Running in flocks you a bird
They think I'm tripping out
Bouncing I'm flipping out
Should go a different route
You walked in a killas house
You wouldnt kill a mouse
Not even mickey mouse
You ass and you sticking out
Well well
I ain't got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
No
I aint got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
Well
If i got something to say to them some body damn sure should pray for them
Yeah
I aint got nothing say to them i aint got nothing to say to them
Funny they hated before
Now they got nothing to say
Oh to perform you should pay
Man get the f*ck out my face
I am the one you should pay
You aint the one on the stage
Look its a struggle to cake
Maybe should mumble a phrase
Du du du du du du day
I flow a couple of ways
Listen the hustle done changed
Watched my pops struggle with aids
Why was i brought up this way
Told God I'd speak the facts
Props yall pretend is racks
You never seen a stack
Block them for sending packs
I built a team for that
Thought they could keep me back
Big mad over big facts
Yall pig latin over big tracks
Kill you bin ladins off a 6 pack
Ahhh
Well well
I ain't got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
No
I aint got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
Well
If i got something to say to them some body damn sure should pray for them
Yeah
I aint got nothing say to them i aint got nothing to say to them
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Son I'm so cold
The ice in my veins is like winter
I'm going for broke with my gift like the end of December
I got him i got him i got him this one is a killer
Don't do this for nothing
Stand on the roof feel like jumping
Reminder i came from the dungeon you can't tell me nothing believed in my self
PA it's common for wealth
Sell out or stay on the shelf
Bail or make it through hell
Untouched i made it through jail
My stomach'll make her read brail
Revolver that aint leave a shell
Your karmas the weight on the scale
Well well
Who eating cheese in the trap
Sleeping in V's with the pad
Trust me its deeper than that
Secrets they keeping is facts
Releasing the beast from the max
Tell the whole east that I'm back
Standing on the top of the world
Citys a problem with words
You think you popping absurd
I think your problems you 3rd
Running in flocks you a bird
They think I'm tripping out
Bouncing I'm flipping out
Should go a different route
You walked in a killas house
You wouldnt kill a mouse
Not even mickey mouse
You ass and you sticking out
Well well
I ain't got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
No
I aint got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
Well
If i got something to say to them some body damn sure should pray for them
Yeah
I aint got nothing say to them i aint got nothing to say to them
Funny they hated before
Now they got nothing to say
Oh to perform you should pay
Man get the f*ck out my face
I am the one you should pay
You aint the one on the stage
Look its a struggle to cake
Maybe should mumble a phrase
Du du du du du du day
I flow a couple of ways
Listen the hustle done changed
Watched my pops struggle with aids
Why was i brought up this way
Told God I'd speak the facts
Props yall pretend is racks
You never seen a stack
Block them for sending packs
I built a team for that
Thought they could keep me back
Big mad over big facts
Yall pig latin over big tracks
Kill you bin ladins off a 6 pack
Ahhh
Well well
I ain't got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
No
I aint got nothing to say to them
I aint got nothing to say to them
Well
If i got something to say to them some body damn sure should pray for them
Yeah
I aint got nothing say to them i aint got nothing to say to them
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Writer: RONALD Dixon
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