King Von - WIIC City lyrics

[King Von - WIIC City lyrics]

Von, Von, Von
DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

See, foenem tote Glizzys (Tote Glizzys)
Fifty shot, no semis (Semis)
Fifty shot, yeah, that's plenty
They on there with any (With any)
You get smoked like a chimney
(Like a chimney) turn the goofy to memory
You tweakin' you next, nigga
(What?) like a pussy, get wet, nigga
Hella shots at yo' head, nigga (Boom)

That TEC sound like dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun dun
That's a rest, nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
We body catchers like body snatchers
(Huh? What?)
Sick dogs on 'em, call 'em body fetchers
(yeah)
That choppa bring him down, body sections
(Boom)
Make it hard to outline the body sketches
Get chopped up like kids fool
Gon' kick it like Kung Fu (Uh, huh)
Break yo' rib if he hit you
Breaking crib if the rent due

See, they talk the biggest shit (What?)
Acting hard, but they ain't with the shit
(Huh?)
Better watch who you be drillin' with
Or be the same nigga say he witnessed it
Huh? (Damn) i know from experience
This shit boost my adrenaline (yeah, yeah)

Savage niggas be feelin' this
Don't you hate when you missin' shit?

Well, then let me help you
Show you how you can catch two
Park the car on the other end of the block
Show 'em what that TEC do (Boom, boom, boom)
Don't run, they gon' catch you
Check 'em out like a chess move
Bullets shooting through the vest too
Broken shoulder knocked his neck loose
(Boom, boom)

See, foenem tote Glizzys (Tote Glizzys)
Fifty shot, no semis (Semis)
Fifty shot, yeah, that's plenty
They on there with any (With any)
You get smoked like a chimney
(Like a chimney) turn the goofy to memory
You tweakin' you next, nigga
(What?) like a pussy, get wet, nigga
Hella shots at yo' head, nigga (Boom)

That TEC sound like dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun dun
That's a rest, nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
We body catchers like body snatchers
(Huh? What?)
Sick dogs on 'em, call 'em body fetchers
(yeah)
That choppa bring him down, body sections
(Boom)
Make it hard to outline the body sketches
Get chopped up like kids fool
Gon' kick it like Kung Fu (Uh, huh)
Break yo' rib if he hit you
Breaking crib if the rent due

See, foenem tote Glizzys (Tote Glizzys)
Fifty shot, no semis (Semis)
Fifty shot, yeah, that's plenty
They on there with any (With any)
You get smoked like a chimney
(Like a chimney) turn the goofy to memory
You tweakin' you next, nigga
(What?) like a pussy, get wet, nigga
Hella shots at yo' head, nigga
(Boom) that TEC sound like dun dun dun
Dun dun dun dun dun
That's a rest, nigga (Boom, boom, boom)
We body catchers like body snatchers
(Huh? What?)
Sick dogs on 'em, call 'em body fetchers
(yeah)
That choppa bring him down, body sections
(Boom)
Make it hard to outline the body sketches
Get chopped up like kids fool
Gon' kick it like Kung Fu (Uh, huh)
Break yo' rib if he hit you
Breaking crib if the rent due

DJ on the beat, so it's a banger

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