I Run My City

Chip Tha Ripper

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    [Chorus:]
    Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
    I run my city daddy
    I'm the man where I live
    Tell em what my name is
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper

    [Verse 1:]
    I'm a wreckin cappin money stackin
    Pistol packin son of a bitch
    I'm throwed I'm so throwed in the club
    And I got my gun in this btich
    Niggas be hatin talkin shit
    But I don't get mad and throw no fits
    I'm a let my gun do like the tip of my dick
    Everytime I'm with yo bitch
    Blast off cock boom
    Bar b que sauce all over the streets
    Pieces of of u everywhere
    U almost as famous as me
    Yeah I know u like my whip
    But leave it at that cause I ain't no punk
    Got a diamond in the back
    And a sunroof top
    Everytime I cock my glock I dunk
    Forty five in my shotgun pump
    Blow u out yo god damn socks nigga
    I don't give a fuck u ain't heard about me
    I'm a muthafuckin ox nigga
    Flyer than a muthafucka hoes come and get me
    I stepped out in my gator boots
    And crocidile dundee tried to trip me
    I don't play with these haters
    I let em off until they empty
    I bring kibbles and bits to the hood
    So tell them pitbulls come and sick me
    All it takes is one pound to the crown
    And you lose no matter what game u playin
    U can't beat the boss

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    [Chorus: x2]
    Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
    I run my city daddy
    I'm the man where I live
    Tell em what my name is
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper

    [Verse 2:]
    I'm a get my dough I'm a get my bread
    Hundred dolla bills are worth
    Alot more than yo head
    What u wanna do
    I got money in the bank
    Tryna play battleship with chip tha rip
    Yo ship will sank
    I sip purple drank I blow purple dank
    Twenty eights on a hummer truck
    Will make it look like army paint
    Hold up hold up stop hold up stop
    My mind is blank
    That hydro got my mind blown I can't think
    Now are them 28s on that lil chevorlet
    Or am I trippin
    My car sits up to high
    How the hell are we gonna get in
    If it wasn't 24s and up
    Then it wasn't chip then
    Doors go outter or up up in the air I lift them
    The wood in the middle of the christmas tree
    Is what is what I'm grippin
    Clear finger nail polish is what my car got dipped in
    Nuts colored golden brown so I'm sittin in chicken
    The outside of my whip is the color of tea
    So I'm sittin in lipton

    [Chorus: x2]
    Ain't no ain't nobody fuckin with me
    I run my city daddy
    I'm the man where I live
    Tell em what my name is
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper
    Chip tha ripper chip chip tha ripper

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