Mo City Lyrics - The Crown - Z-ro

*talking*) 

Dareo what's up nigga, I ain't gon' lie I need a favor 

(A favor ain't nothing, what you need my nigga) 

I got this jamming ass beat right, and I'm tal'n bout 

I'm so tired of writing hooks my god damn self, ya feel 

So uh, this time you make me a hook my nigga 

(A loud hook, I got ya it ain't nothing), hell yeah bet 

Let me check that mp'fucker out 

(M is for the money, the O is for the oil 

C I chindig, but I never ever spoil 

We dotting our I's, and we crossing our T's 

No need to ask why, but I'm repping that Mo-Mo City 

That's the place where I roam 

Niggaz hating, cause they bitches won't leave us alone 

And if you disrespect it, you'll get one to your dome) 

Ooh I ain't gon' lie, that bitch hard than a mo'fucker 

Hold up, say that bitch one more time 

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The M is for the money, the O is for the oil 

The C I chindig, but a bitch I never spoil 

We dotting our I's, and we crossing our T's 

Don't even ask me why, but me and my niggaz repping Mo City 

And that's the place where I roam 

Niggaz hating, cause they bitches won't leave us alone 

And if you disrespecting, you'll get one to your dome 

Ugh team full of team captains, that shit ain't gon' work out 

Fifteen quarterbacks, and nan' one of em wanna work out 

You lazy ass niggaz and bitches, that's what this Earth's bout 

Talking bout your mama staying with you, you know this her house 

Everybody wanna be the MVP 

Well they looking at one, whenever I let them see me 

Represent Mo City on BET, or MTV 

Wheels so glassy when I see my rims, my rims see me 

I'm a boss, that mean I ain't taking orders from no one 

Team Me, Team Fuck-A-Team me and no one 

Cold and say I'm miserable, and that's why I treat people bad 

Bitch I'm just in love with me, and not with kissing people's ass 

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Yeah so many bottles in this bitch, look like a party at the liquor sto' 

All my haters mad at me again, cause they didn't get to go 

Since I do what I do one deep, I ain't gotta split the do' 

Only thang I like better than getting money, is to simply get some mo' 

Mo City, that's where I'm from 

I bet I never leave the crib, without packing a gun 

And since the money already made, we just having some fun 

And all my niggaz got money, nobody asking for none 

A mill six later, my jeans still ain't tight 

And my face real heavy, it still ain't light 

You still talking to the police, well then you still ain't right 

But I am still real, and to me this new shit still ain't light