D-Loc the Gill God - Kansas City lyrics

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D-Loc the Gill God - Kansas City lyrics

[Verse 1: Lil Bern] See I'm just tryna make it, so I strategize, be the best that I can be and stay real inside, until I die Misery pain remain and these things have changed, in this wicked shadow path that they call fortune and fame Still I'm the same, lost on this lonely road I done been through alot that's why my hearts turned cold It's a struggle just to stay alive and feed my sons, cuz every breath that I take could be my motherf**in last one I'm still addicted to life at a fast pace, and this climb to the top is like I'm running in a race Indecisive persuader, I'm a deceiver, make you a believer, I'm a motherf**in Libra I'm motivated to make my records sale, I'm a prisoner to this game and I ain't living well but I shall prevail Making money is a custom, it's k**a city Motherf**er watch me crush em and then I bust em [Hook: Lil Bern] It don't matter where I go, in the streets or on the road k**er City's all I know, I gotta rep my city Take a look into my eyes, rep my city till I die Stackin' paper on my grind, this is Kansas City [Bridge: D-Loc The Gill God] Its k**er city in this motherf**er We the best in this b**h, uh We the realest to ever do it, we k**in' you n***as Chill, uh [Verse 2: D-Loc The Gill God] Murder motherf**er, murder motherf**er, murder motherf**er From the k**er city n***a I'ma get you Repentantly comin to comin' to repentantly comin' to comin' repentantly (Adolf Hitler) Murder a motherf**er now lyrically you gotta be outta your mind For thinkin' that you f**ing with me, your n***a Might be thinkin' that if I cut em up with a milli cause I'm up in a k**er city comin' up with the heat (D-Loc the truth in the book of the street) With the semi-automatic for the step-up whenever The situation get drastic and n***a be poppin' the plastic I'm in it with the trigger then blast it I don't give a f**, I don't give a f**, I don't give a f** n***a still I'm a muf**in' hooligan Run up in your house in the middle of the trap Put the gun up in your mouth I'm a muf**in' fool with it Why the f** you wanna tryna hate upon me for the real reason n***as mad cause I been dope Hit a p**y n***a with the flow leave a n***a on the floor then throw a n***a head out the window If a n***a trippin', if a n***a flippin', if a n***a dippin' in the k**er city, n***a I'ma get you Everyday a n***a on the block, when them n***as get popped n***a get split like swishers Mark it then get off for the Kansas City chief I follow Claws of a vulture I spit it I get off you we rep us of on the the kick off The Kansas City chief I follow the kick off Started this sh**, started this sh** D-Loc the vulture, I'm one of the hardest to spit We larger than them, larger than them Like an epidemic, b**h, I'm hard to forget [Hook]

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