Shy Glizzy - I Am DC lyrics

[Shy Glizzy - I Am DC lyrics]

I am DC, DC i am DC (yeah yeah yeah)
I am DC, DC i am DC (awww)

Anyway you put it
These niggas ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city


Bitch im from the southside, southside
I got some shooters outside, outside
One of ‘em named ant and
One of ‘em they plies
The realest youngin talkin
These niggas tellin lies
This niggas ain't from my city


Don't represent my city
They all around the world but I
Don’t catch ‘em in my city
DC we ‘bout that action
DC we ‘bout that trapping
We really ain't bout no rapping
Boy I betta not catch you lackin
I just started this rap shit
So please don’t get me twisted
These nigga’s been rapping they whole life
So how the fuck they living
And yall supporting anything
I just don't fucking get it
My shooters the real wizards
You niggas is Mystics

Anyway you put it
These niggas ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city


I don’t fucking sneak diss

Ask me have I heard of who?
I don't speak no English
Niggas thinking they can come here
Yall the fucking reason
Niggas shot when it was killers’ season
Niggas don’t dress like they from here
Niggas don’t act like they from here
They ont' got swagg like they from here
They ont' got bag like they from here
And they might be from the hood
But they ‘ain't be around here
Feds only on my ass
Cause I’m really out here
I be in the hood all day
I put all for section 8
It's you niggas ain't putting on
So don't ask me for no favors
I’m not your favorite rapper
I just wanna motivate ya
I am DC, Hello to my haters!

Anyway you put it
These niggas ain't fuckin with me
That bitch can’t tell you nothin
I bet she let me hit it, haters gon hate
They mad cause they ain't wit us
Imma keep thuggin till cops come and get me
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city i run my city
Yeah, I run my city

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