City of Ci-Lo Lyrics by Naughty By Nature

City of Ci-Lo Lyrics

    Life is a roll like the dice and you know? [3X]
    Do you wanna play?
    Now if you, base out and ace out
    Ace is an ass out
    Also an ass whip
    You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan
    They rollin' two deep, so they ain't too sleep and crews creep but they
    hard to
    beat bustin' out two jeeps there's Tracy, tricky and trickin' chokin'
    nuff
    chicken she's burnin' and when that chick is broke that bitch is
    stickin'
    up the block is for the hoe no another pro hoe she pick pockets when she
    rocks it it ain't no loot out on that hoe stroll on block five ya catch
    a
    fever and get no breather either beat it or break it to break it down
    thrw
    it I need it look for trips yeah the triplets cause that's the hit click
    and on down is a pick up cause it's a stick-up on the freak tip, just
    when
    you think things were looking messy she lives six houses on the leffy
    her
    name is sexy hooked up by Becky true to the dice not new to the dice
    Sexy
    dropped me off 456 Ci Lo Blvd. right after she blew on the dice.

    123rd the block'll splatter ya cap's catch ya they batter ya niggas
    stretch even scavengers breaking fool like Attica stolen glock and he
    know
    holding spots from below primos for them g notes rolling rocks in kilos
    ci-lo is the set up poppy's rockin and poppin' ya 123rd kids fuck up
    bank
    jackings like Joshua snake what wakeup or bake up pay up or break up
    you're on the block rocked needin' three bitches ta shake up pimpin
    ain't
    easy but if ya mac you'll be the largest so if he asses out he got no
    hoes
    just three new charges ass and face up in the cut look who dodges wait
    the
    case is open and shut fuck garages and everyone on the strip is more
    than
    one time offenders and they trusting the roll like they trustin' public
    defenders you see 'em don't want to be 'em hope ci-lo free 'em I'm
    schemin' a fuckin' demon after per diem I'm leaving sometimes this
    evening
    yeah in The PM not even wit attitude rude cause fool I'm geein' a
    crafter
    after a billing not asking on ya the master mackin' a million tax-free
    from this corner.

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