Pov City Anthem lyrics

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Tah Murdah 2001
Murdah INC.motherf***er
Mr.Fingis got beat
Gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta
Murder, murder
F*** y`all niggas
Talkin` about
Uh, gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta
This is how we do
2001, 2001 nigga
Check this sh*t

Now everybody just
Bounce, bounce
My POV city hustlers
Bounce, bounce
All my hood slimies
And Prada mamis
See how we fall off
In the club
It`s nothing but love
Plenty bottles of skimy
Twisted and stick bud
And it fifty-fifty love
All across the board dog
Gully respect Gully
Never floss for broads
Get out of my character
When she back it up
And after something good performs
I`ll have you get up on it
Ma, I`ll give it
How you want it
Make you a new lady
Coconut open her crazy
Now all day she two way me
Type of sh*t like
`Ooh baby`
Everything you do is gravy
And models I`m hitting lately
So all you can do is hate me
Stare me down and
Screw face me
Hype ya man up to lace me
C`mon, all y`all buttersoft
Sweeter then tastys
My hands grip two hammers
Double action
Prime time
Nigga minus the action

Chorus:
Now get ya
Motherf***in` hands up high
Touch the sky
And if you holding weight
Nigga get it up
Mamis in the club looking right
Oh you ain`t spending the night?
Give her the pen number
Mami hit me up
We can sky tell tag
Till I get you in the
Back of the Jag
After we burn a bag
I`ma rip it up
Oh you