Huncho Gates - City of Love Lyrics

I'm from the city of love
I only roll out with thugs
I make it rain in the club
Front me the pack for the love
She throw it back cuz my buzz
Ima get back from the fuzz
Run up on me that's a dub
Bro put in work for the love
Bodies will drop in the mud
She said I drip like a tub
My bottoms red like a blood
All these blue faces like cuz

She put in work for a nigga
Only day ones in my circle we geeked up like Urkel I ride out in Hurst for my nigga
We from the sand box from playing with big blocks you know that I came out the dirt with my niggaz
These diamonds like big rocks they kina like glaciers I reck the titantic or worst for my niggaz
She gonna bust it make it squirt for a nigga
If its good get a purse from a nigga
Pockets deep come and surf with a nigga
If you scared go to church little nigga
She gonna dance to my verse little nigga
Pop a perk or something worst for a nigga
Ima hit em where it hurts little nigga
Bon ima keep getting bigger
You know I been in a cell
Fly me a kite give me a whack ima send a bitch nigga to hell
If you was my celly get on the phone and cash app my peeps for the cell
And this on the gang if you a rat ima punish your peoples with shells

I'm from the city of love
I only roll out with thugs
I make it rain in the club
Front me the pack for the love
She throw it back cuz my buzz
Ima get back from the fuzz
Run up on me that's a dub
Bro put in work for the love
Bodies will drop in the mud
She said I drip like a tub
My bottoms red like a blood
All these blue faces like cuz

Big steppa Big choppa what the f*ck is you thinking
I creep around your hood with the semi while counting these Benji's the Glock in the Fendi
These niggaz be nervous around me the swerving around me this choppa get busy
They showing me love in they hood if you wanna keep breathing boy just don't offend me
This double cup Actavis f*ck around and crash the whip f*ck it ill hop in a Bentley
My young niggaz savages when they were ten they would wish for a burner like Timmy
This glizzy hold thirty I don't gotta worry about missing just squeeze til its empty
I'm a big tipper around here ain't no cap around here you get knocked out your dickies
Ima just jugg to the sun come up
Don't you be stupid don't run on us
Hit him he fumble the pack
They won't find that boy to the sun come up
I got that bag ima run it up
We don't do fights you won't rumble us
You can get shot like you Ricky
The coroner coming to pick him up

I'm from the city of love
I only roll out with thugs
I make it rain in the club
Front me the pack for the love
She throw it back cuz my buzz
Ima get back from the fuzz
Run up on me that's a dub
Bro put in work for the love
Bodies will drop in the mud
She said I drip like a tub
My bottoms red like a blood
All these blue faces like cuz