Skatterman & Snug Brim - Kansas City (Concrete Jungle) lyrics

[Intro: Snug Brim] What y'all n***as gon' do about Kansas City? Huh? [Verse 1: Snug Brim] You n***as ain't gangstas, y'all small time in the game We k** 'em up for nothin, y'all practicing at the range, for change You sell your soul right? Well I'm the type of n***a that'll test you for your car and leave you out in the cold right This Kansas City homie, known to mob with gangstas, ask Scotty, and Capone and Jesse James and them And I bet they tell y'all that Midwest draw down, bringing the heat to y'all clowns, leaving the streak in y'all [Verse 2: Jay Rock] I got that new new k**a, [????] When I spit, I'mma hit sh** and them fake n***as gon' die For ones that ride, say they k** but they die This cat built to the side, his gat pulled to the side So if you claiming you a gangsta, you better walk that walk as well as your b**h a** talk that talk Cause I'mma give em this whoop de whoop, I walk softly carry a big staff to back them n***as up off of me what [Hook] (Concrete Jungle) Where young gorillas they rumble and motherf**ers will numb you over your paddle bundle (Concrete Jungle) It's Kansas City!!! We give a f** about your reputation, family, or hood (Concrete Jungle)Where young gorillas they rumble and motherf**ers will numb you over your paddle bundle (Concrete Jungle)It's Kansas City!!! (Where you from?) Kansas City!!! (Where you from?) Kansas City!!! [Verse 3: Snug Brim & Skatterman] We from KC, you not, better back down n***a, snatch a [???] out yo [???] from the background n***a, put yo gat down n***a, you ain't busting on sh**, you ain't touching on sh**, n***as hush on that sh**!! I run wit lil n***as (all fifteen) And put a hole in a motherf**er (Off of the team) And offa the team, we deucing with Kansas City n***as all lootin, recruiting with Kansas City n***as all shootin This the deuce click n***a, from the middle of the map Kansas City, where we put hoes in the middle of your back When sh** gets rough for us, we just sell a little yack In the drafts, we call California to mail a little back From the East to the West, you gotta come through here We putting a tax on everything getting brung through here For all the street cats and rappers, rock-ports and staffers, style to kick off with Young Fe and Rich Da Factor [Hook] [Verse 4: Kutt Calhoun & Krizz Kaliko] You ain't from 'round here!! Where every n***a keep the strap and if you on the worst turf, burst first, or if you scrapping Don't come around here!! We're really bada** better pull his pilly fast n***as'll k** him quick as they die for em So if you're new in the city just don't forget to get that gun, might not have a chance to get that gun Don't come around the town with guns the size Lil Bow Wow, we got guns the size of big Yao Ming, yadadamean? You can ask [???] how we living out in Kansas City Ask Eminem what's really realer in the state Missouri Ask any Crip on how we did it out in Kansas City, wielded out of Kansas City, built it out of Kansas City Won't be long before our hometown is in the light If making us a mil is wrong than I can't get with right This sh** is hardcore to the bone and I'mma get it right 816, Work with me!! Gorillas living in the... [Hook] [Outro] It's Kansas City!!