The Game — Philly Mega Mix

[Chorus 1] I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit It's South Philly, North-West Philly shit [Verse 1: Young Chris] 2-1-5, North Philly reside Gotta deal with D1, got a miliy aside Take a minute to chill, how the fuck I survive? Now I'm running my town, nigga, I'll fuck with your pride Hat low, rare fitted, Six Tray smoke grey Put these yams back on the block, yeah we a-okay [?] just a few from the game And the twins Marcus and Keith taught us two in the lane Shout the [?] on the stones [?] And these young bulls no tellin' what they do for the chain And the latest Aston Martin doin' two and some change And we got rid of the five to the seven for change [Chorus 1] I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit It's South Philly, North-West Philly shit [Verse 2: Eve] Ayo, I'll be on that Philly shit, original Philly chick Not the one you bitches should get silly with Really is the first blonde bomb from the PHI As she dare a chick to tell her she ain't fly I drop plenty hits, recognize my brilliance Still spit fire, just a little more experience My resilience is something you should learn from Put your lighters in the air for me, burn one Yeah, whack bitches, I will burn 'em Cremate your face, put you in a urn hun Big bids, don't concern 'em Got my stripes, bitch, maybe you should earn some [Verse 3: Black Thought] Yeah, I'll be on a Philly shit, kill it, Sensimilla shit Me and my felly too, ain't about the silly shit How you know you dealin' with who used to keep it chilly with Pop shit, you could get popped just like a willy get Yeah, they know the drilly Chris if they wanna start shit Say it with your chest, your nigga's on that Kevin Hart shit I'll be at my best, when I'm on a heavy dark shit Homies off the avenue, you soft in them apartments Slipping in the darkness, slipping in the cartridge Catch a nigga slip and leave you dripping like a faucet Buzzards and them vultures'll picking at your carcass When you out in Philly you 'ont really want the conflict [Chorus 1] I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit It's South Philly, North-West Philly shit [Verse 4: Money Malc] Money Malc from Jersey, how tonight I'm on that Philly shit Like my Rosé red, ho, that Meek Mill shit (I like my Rosé red) I'm Polo, head to toe so I'm on my fly shit (Fly shit) I'm Polo, head to toe on that 2-1-5 shit Chill, foreign whip with Jersey plates in front of Jim Steaks Met a bitch from Houston, infusion, she go to Penn State (Okay) You know I scoop her, scrape her, drop her back off (On my Philly shit) You know the ball keep a bad jump (That's that Philly ship) I drive by Ms Tootsies then I hit Onyx I'd rather do Old City I've outgrown [?] (Tell 'em, Malc) It's real niggas everywhere as well as fuck boys (Yeah) If they ain't hating, you ain't winning, don't shock boys City of brotherly love but still keep your strap witcha (Uh-huh) Who me? I be from a stolen car capital (Yeah) I was out on the other side of the Ben Franklin It ain't 'bout Ben Franklins Hol' up, nigga Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up [Chorus 2] I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York All barrels are sterile, repping New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York All barrels are sterile, fuck you, dork [Verse 5: Fat Joe] New York get the money, let's show these niggas how to ball Got birds dropping out the sky like it's Arkansas Machiavelli was born, we never had a choice To have a crack under pressure like the king's voice Now look at Kim she ain't say shit Jay made everybody wanna hate Chris That Willis Reed limpin' on the court Blood day in that red Panamera Porsche Guts out like I stole something Man, I got shots to shade, you wanna own some Motherfuckers fucking with crack, what they sniffing? Throw them niggas up in the sky like Blake Griffin [Verse 6: Fred the Godson] I'm the one that sold Amari Knicks, [?] Black Derek Jeter, New York, I'ma carry I'm fly for real, the blocks what I married Every cop I try to kill, Larry Rappers are ransomed, custom model Cus D'Amato with the mic, I'm better, we ain't a Tyson Go Freddy, say I'm the town hero I tower over rappers, this is my ground zero Yeah, and you niggas is too plain I sign a slave deal, whips too chains I pull a willow, fellow thanks Chris fresh prints, my money fill up banks [Chorus 2] I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be repping New York, New York, New York All barrels are sterile, repping New York [Verse 7: Diggy Simmons] I'll be on in L.A., L.A., half a milli Hit Chris, he gon' show up to my show with half of Philly Young niggas know the dilly, [?] smack, niggas silly Get some tats, now you thinking you a thug like Machiavelli Oops, I mean Velli, celebs in my celly If I want it, I can probably take Ashanti away from Nelly Really I mean really, really I mean really Let me stop before I see him and he trys to mean grill me Just half of scene's building, my self-esteem is built Jeremy Scott with a cream cardigan, yeah Ladies I like milf, huh, I mean milk And I'm, don't underestimate my life, bitch [Chorus 3] I'm on that Atlanta, I'm on that Atlanta shit I'm on that Atlanta, I'm on that Atlanta shit I'm on that Atlanta, I'm on that Atlanta shit I'm on that Atlanta, I'm on that Atlanta shit A-town, south-west, eastside Atlanta, bitch [Verse 8: Jermaine Dupri] 4-0-4, North side I reside Only nigga in the city low going and ride [?] got them Polos on Hartsfield, just landed, motherfucker, I'm home I'm the maddest, bitch, I beat that bar And we ready it like my nigga passes the truck I got that Waka Flocka bumpin', hot 'stang in the streets From Lex Luger drama came, this that home, Murda Beatz Can't forget about Polo and that Bangladesh My nigga [?], oh, nigga, we the best I don't give a fuck where I'm at, I don't care about who I'm with Just know I'm on that A-town shit! [Chorus 4] I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit Best weed, best weather, and the baddest, bitch I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit I'll be on a Cali, I'll be on a Cali shit Best weed, best weather, and the baddest, bitch [Verse 9: The Game] Shouts Louboutin, I be rapping Philly, niggas know what I mean Philadelphia fitted, and it ain't for the team Me and young Chris, Deshaun Jackson, and Vick He in Philly with a can and I'm from West Side, trick I'll be repping L.A, smoke La, yeah, L.A Get on my white boy shit, my DCs like Wale Rose Phantom valet, goons in the alley All I do is win like Khaled out in Cali Riding with a dime like she related to Halle Tiptoeing on the show, yeah nigga, ballet King of my circumference, nigga, I'm from Compton Boy get out of line, carve its face like a pumpkin Always into something, boy up to no good My generation ain't having that, we at the show Suge I be sittin' lowkey, smoking by the oak tree But when I'm in New York I go harder than Charles Oakley Dark tinted Oakleys, all black Kobe's Ferrari lime green like the lizard on the SoBe And nah nah nah, I ain't trippin' off no old beef For being riches, Illuminati sent me where Hove be [Outro] I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be on a Kelly, I'll be on a Kelly shit Philly, Philly, New York, New York, Kelly, A-Town I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be repping New York, New York, New York I'll be on a Kelly, I'll be on a Kelly shit Philly, Philly, New York, New York, Kelly, A-Town I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit It's South Philly, North-West Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit I'll be on that Philly, I'll be on that Philly shit It's South Philly, North-West Philly shit


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