Keyz 2 the City 2 Nipsey Hussle (Ft. TeeFlii)

[Verse 1: TeeFlii]
Uh, rollin' up some good, pourin' up 'til we get faded
You know how we do it, everybody takin' flicks of me
I got the keys to the city, I don't need no limousine
I turn out when I pull up and tell my bookin' agent book a show
Runnin' 'round with the paper bag
Runnin' 'round with the paper bag
Goin' crazy, spendin' all this cash
Goin' crazy, spendin' all this cash
If I spend it I'ma get it back, even when I'm ridin' 'round dirty
A nigga don't need a seatbelt, a nigga don't need a seatbelt
Nah, it don't cost to keep it real, run up, get done up
Shit can get real, fuck around and get your ass robbed
Nigga fuck around and take your shit, got you askin' God why
Drag your ass into an alley, pull out, aim for the target
Should've never been around the killers
In my town, we the fuckin' realest
No Cheddar Bobs 'round here
I get to sprayin', they gon' get down
Ski mask over my face
Catch a body in broad day
Catch a body in broad day

[Chorus: Nipsey Hussle]
I got the key to the city, I got a ho that's saddity
Talk to that bitch in Swahili, tattoo my name in graffiti
Whack out your hood in graffiti
Come through your hood on the weekly
None of y'all niggas can't see me
None of y'all niggas can't see me