City Wait
City Wait

J Cue Capone - City Wait Lyrics

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City Wait Lyrics

NO WAIT!
Coming from a city where they rather see you dead
Wait
Coming from a city where they rather see you beg
Wait
They dont wanna see you win, they wanna cut ya head
Wait
If you trynna run the game, they wanna cut ya legs
Wait
Coming from a city they dont wanna see you win
Trynna pull you back from living all ya dreams
They wanna sin
Focused on my destiny man all ya bozos eat a dick
She only messing wit you dummy cuz she knows you got a whip
My mother always told me to becareful in the streets
Cuz everyday up in the jungle all these monsters wanna eat
Wanna see you dead
After that they just pull a grin
Buck 50 on the dash
Son im hoping i dont crash
NOW WAIT!
Prepared with my mission before i fly away
Youungins talking shit in they raps just say it to my face
All you pussy haters are food ya just some dinner plates
J Cue capone is the best nigga you know theres no debate
You trynna come through with some fire im pulling out grenades
Atomic bombs
Reppin my city you know im from the bronx
All ma gunnas would tell me the streets the way out
Playing hookie with all my brothers to live the day out
Shoot outs in the play grounds
Better duck better stay down
Before ya cabbage splits ya thoughts dripping its way out
Seen fathers get laid out
Other sisters get laid down
Rest In Peace
Thats the shit that happens in the jungle streets
Cuzzo ricky had to go up north for a crime he did
25 years to his life, he got a murder bid
My homies gone, never gone see his little tiny kid
We losing fathers to the murder strip
This aint the life to live
Coming from a city where they rather see you dead
Wait
Coming from a city where they rather see you beg
Wait
They dont wanna see you win, they wanna cut ya head
Wait
If you trynna run the game, they wanna cut ya legs
Wait

NO WAIT!
Coming from a city where they rather see you dead
Wait
Coming from a city where they rather see you beg
Wait
They dont wanna see you win, they wanna cut ya head
Wait
If you trynna run the game, they wanna cut ya legs
Wait
Coming from a city they dont wanna see you win
Trynna pull you back from living all ya dreams
They wanna sin
Focused on my destiny man all ya bozos eat a dick
She only messing wit you dummy cuz she knows you got a whip
My mother always told me to becareful in the streets
Cuz everyday up in the jungle all these monsters wanna eat
Wanna see you dead
After that they just pull a grin
Buck 50 on the dash
Son im hoping i dont crash
NOW WAIT!
Prepared with my mission before i fly away
Youungins talking shit in they raps just say it to my face
All you pussy haters are food ya just some dinner plates
J Cue capone is the best nigga you know theres no debate
You trynna come through with some fire im pulling out grenades
Atomic bombs
Reppin my city you know im from the bronx
All ma gunnas would tell me the streets the way out
Playing hookie with all my brothers to live the day out
Shoot outs in the play grounds
Better duck better stay down
Before ya cabbage splits ya thoughts dripping its way out
Seen fathers get laid out
Other sisters get laid down
Rest In Peace
Thats the shit that happens in the jungle streets
Cuzzo ricky had to go up north for a crime he did
25 years to his life, he got a murder bid
My homies gone, never gone see his little tiny kid
We losing fathers to the murder strip
This aint the life to live
Coming from a city where they rather see you dead
Wait
Coming from a city where they rather see you beg
Wait
They dont wanna see you win, they wanna cut ya head
Wait
If you trynna run the game, they wanna cut ya legs
Wait

Writer(s): Jose Ponce
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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