Did you a taxi? Yeah Where you going, my Up town, ya me Calliope 36-49 go the Bra Bridge and make a
I'll be up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be hangin' up my niggas Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Up town baby, don't clown, It goes down, baby, I'm with my rounds, Up CP3, nigga, my block stay hot You rally , nigga, I got it on lock the Mac to the Meph to the Calliope Nigga in the bricks at night, fool, goes
Rose Tavern is the spot were I stash the Hoody Hoo Run forest, here the cops Nigga, second badge where my peeps get killed R.I.P. T' shirts, nigga, to remember the
Sam got killed and Big Glen got Life My lil' Jimmy did 8 But now he's trying to change his
I'll be up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea be hangin' up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea
Now, let me take you to the land of the poppers and body droppers Crooked and quarter shops the cop shopper, you get your hands on a bird Don't say a word, is a million Coke Spots no Coke to serve
When you see them nigga in the Lexus And you get no bus pass To get your ski and get a click But make sure it, niggas, you been with Get a bitch 'bout that murder, murder and sucking
On the doe and the wanna akickdoes And I think it was them nigga out Thomas they had them black macs and bombers But you didn't hear that me, I talk, I can't see Look, matter when it happen, I was overseas with P
And that how a be, I be on GT with Wiz and Boo them fucking people spin in, my niggas holla, "Oop oop" And if a find ya, we second line behind ya, blow some Ganja in your memories, sportin' to remind ya we still
be hangin' up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be up town With my Yea, yea, yea, yea
Now if you looking for me, When I'm in the city You get with me then hit me Or in that Calliope and get me
For real ask Whine and I be in the cut Me, Boo Gee and Tee Dee We be tearing up
Feel my rounds, uptown them guys on the block like Slim and Marcello They got that Nolia on And that Rose
I'm chilling in front of Randall pictures hit cha but ask Victor We'll always be cha
I'll let Lil Cory tell a story he downin' a 5th I hit the spliff, pass it to and yell CP3 We a move and bounce the House of Blues full of Tequila We left the daquiri shop, them po po's sweating the
And now, it's to the, back to the Calliope The driveway in the middle of court I represented lil' daddy 'cause it's a thing And up town is the where I chill and hang
I'll be hangin' up my niggas Yea, yea, yea, yea I'll be hangin' up With my