Текст песни The 6ix (feat. Deacon Gore, HolyCity WickWild & HotBoy CCM) - Holy City Babies

Where our problems are coming from
This is one of the reasons
Why we're trying to find out right now
Where the Lords stand
See
We got some Lords
Say they Lords
And they Lords until they get in trouble

This for the city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city

They do not get it
They show no pity
They keep on killing
I do not think that
That we are gon make it
We keep having chances
And we not gon take it

I say
Nah
We don't follow law
We forgot Allah
We designed the car
And forgot about the gas
We just living fast
And forgot the pass
We just live a movie
We don't care about the cast
Throwing rubber rocks at a bulletproof glass
Love a white man
Treat each other like trash
How I'm gon sale
And I don't know the stash
How we brothers
And we can't get cash
If you know the laws
And you read the books
Boy what a shame
How you became a crook
I can't explain the time that it took
How I became the one
That got em shook
Dog
This is my call
I was home alone
Like I'm a McCau
Only one repping the five that I saw
How dare you have both of your hands
On your jaw

This for the city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city

My name is WickWild
HolyCity Wickwild
I been getting it in
Since a triflin child
Man now the wonder how
Man that dude don got mild
Man I did it with the mic chords
Did it with the Vice Lords
Stand to be the coldest
And live by the sword
Man I got my numbers up
Count the shit crazy
Fired all my thot hoes
And got me a lady
Niggas acting shady
Fuck you bitches
Pay me
Slugs will truly fly
If these niggas try to play me
Hard lyfe music
Nigga that's the future
HotBoy
Bobby Gore
That's how I'm moving
HotBoy
Bobby Gore
That's how I'm moving

This for the city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
Holy City
The Holy City
This for my city

They do not get it
They show no pity
They keep on killing
I do not think that
That we are gon make it
We keep having chances
And we not gon take it

It's the land of the fake
And the land of the snakes
No matter what you do
Pussy niggas gon hate
Trying to get up in the way
Cause they know a nigga great
But ain't no way to stop me
Cause these niggas too late
I'm speaking on fate
And I'm calling check mate
If I want a nigga gone
Then his head got a date
I'm sending niggas bate
And my killers gon wait
I'm a Holy City nigga
Bring his head on a plate
This land birth kings
Gave me pipelike dreams
Shit ain't what it seems
Niggas don't play team
The birth of the Vice Lord nation
Is 16th street
And I'm a 16th beasts
And I'm a 16th kings
So you niggas better fall in line
No talking when it come to mine
King Willie better pay ya fine
UVL we ain't pay a dime
And I'll do the crime
Cause I can do the time