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Ray $teezo - Sin City Lyrics



Ray $teezo - Sin City Lyrics
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Cause im from the city of sin
Toting 50 im spinning the bin
I pull up from half court it go in
Boy you shitty you hitting the rim
Lets get busy its boring again
She woke me up but im snoring again
Just scored a point but we scoring again
Ahhh
They like steezo i love how you do that
Im that nigga la boy thought you knew that
Pop out black for the gold they like who dat
Posting guns on the gram but cant shoot back
And im rocking sb's wit the denim
Niggas posting these cars but aint in them
Watched my cousin do drills in the rental
He a dog they locked him in a kennel
I be punching on shit like mayweather
I wear jackets no matter the weather
Randi bad imma make her my header
When i leave her she keeping my sweaters
I smoke za it get stuck to the leather
Why these niggas aint getting no cheddar
All these broke niggas be hanging together
Know what they say about birds of the feather
That just mean that they flocking together
Tre grab the pole he gon pop em together
Rocking louis or mason margiela
They know that steezo the new interstellar
Like steezo why you refer to yourself in third person all the time
And i be like steezo don't know
How come steezo be ducking yo hoe
Steezo a star used to sleep on a floor
Steezo took care of his grams in the 4
Me and lil ashton had jumped off the porch
Steezo was hopping out trucks wit the torch
Steezo was 17 driving in sport
Steezo broke bread when the bread hit the floor
Steezo protected like he with the mob
Run up on steezo they send you to god
No i don't got no security guards
Thats just my niggas they doing they job
Boy im so steezy i put that on god
Run up on me and get put inna box
He in a box like the gift with the wrap
Some of my niggas still up in the trap
Rip clutch i be needing em back
Most of these niggas be cap in they raps
223 bullet gon knock off his cap
Hop out in traffic and do em like pap
If i feel played then im doubling back
I did what i did got in trouble for that
She handled me wrong couldn't love her for that
I just made it rain need umbrellas for that
They like steezo that shit was to steezy
Nah for real man the shit was to easy
Put me in front of a beat imma eat it
I aint feeling the song i delete it
He run up I leave his ass on the cement
Start to think that you niggas eat semen
Why these broke niggas die fa no reason
He switch up we gon kill em for treason
Bro fighting a case rn
So he cant afford to slide
The average funeral cost 7k
You cant even afford to die
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Cause im from the city of sin
Toting 50 im spinning the bin
I pull up from half court it go in
Boy you shitty you hitting the rim
Lets get busy its boring again
She woke me up but im snoring again
Just scored a point but we scoring again
Ahhh
They like steezo i love how you do that
Im that nigga la boy thought you knew that
Pop out black for the gold they like who dat
Posting guns on the gram but cant shoot back
And im rocking sb's wit the denim
Niggas posting these cars but aint in them
Watched my cousin do drills in the rental
He a dog they locked him in a kennel
I be punching on shit like mayweather
I wear jackets no matter the weather
Randi bad imma make her my header
When i leave her she keeping my sweaters
I smoke za it get stuck to the leather
Why these niggas aint getting no cheddar
All these broke niggas be hanging together
Know what they say about birds of the feather
That just mean that they flocking together
Tre grab the pole he gon pop em together
Rocking louis or mason margiela
They know that steezo the new interstellar
Like steezo why you refer to yourself in third person all the time
And i be like steezo don't know
How come steezo be ducking yo hoe
Steezo a star used to sleep on a floor
Steezo took care of his grams in the 4
Me and lil ashton had jumped off the porch
Steezo was hopping out trucks wit the torch
Steezo was 17 driving in sport
Steezo broke bread when the bread hit the floor
Steezo protected like he with the mob
Run up on steezo they send you to god
No i don't got no security guards
Thats just my niggas they doing they job
Boy im so steezy i put that on god
Run up on me and get put inna box
He in a box like the gift with the wrap
Some of my niggas still up in the trap
Rip clutch i be needing em back
Most of these niggas be cap in they raps
223 bullet gon knock off his cap
Hop out in traffic and do em like pap
If i feel played then im doubling back
I did what i did got in trouble for that
She handled me wrong couldn't love her for that
I just made it rain need umbrellas for that
They like steezo that shit was to steezy
Nah for real man the shit was to easy
Put me in front of a beat imma eat it
I aint feeling the song i delete it
He run up I leave his ass on the cement
Start to think that you niggas eat semen
Why these broke niggas die fa no reason
He switch up we gon kill em for treason
Bro fighting a case rn
So he cant afford to slide
The average funeral cost 7k
You cant even afford to die
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Writer: Raymond Vincent III
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Ray $teezo
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Raymond Vincent III

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