Now kick this one here for me and my city

[Verse 1]

Now I was rocking this party in the hundreds wilding
You know where them killaz get right and rock a party
From Friday to Saturday night

Fifth of remy I'm scum and still hold the mic
I tried to put it down, and say that I'm cool
But they give it back to me and say continue

Thats the thing about hundreds they never give up
On the drug and the music and all that hood stuff
That makes ya life worth hustling for

Projects is the crowd, the crowd that I draw
Never am I fake, and never ever shall I be
Aint a chicken alive that can deal with me

And if you think your the one, that can deal with this
well you a... bets prepare cause I spit that %#@!


[Chorus]
Kick this one for Southside
Kick this one for the Westside

Now kick this here for me and my city

[Verse 2]

Yo I was chilling in the 50, minding my own
When this braod walked up with a chrome microphone
She said "hey (*##$ look up, I heard about you

so here a microphone let's see what you can do"
So I took the microphone, and I threw it to the bar
Cause I need no $$#ist when it comes to going hard

When I start to rap, she start to shake
She sort of confront me was truely a mistake
So she picked the mircophone up, and I took me a shot

And before I turned around that (*##$ was down the block, Now

[Chorus]

Kick this one for oakyell
Now kick this one for the low end
Now kick this one here for me and my city


[Verse 3]
Now when I'm on stage, everyone start choking

Is it what I'm saying, or is it what I'm smoking?
50-50 chane is what I'm blowin
And at the same time DTP got 'em open

If you can get hype, and sort of like loud
Yo Jay Cee kick this one for the crowd
I been to lots of parties, mostly off a pound

And one thing I notice my ^!$$%z get down
So Hip-Hopper (Hip-Hoppers) from all around
Look what the $#&@ they found


[Chorus]
Kick this one for Chi-Town

Kick this one for the Wild Wild
Now kick this one here for me and my ^!$$%z