Purse Snatchaz by Onyx
There's no sunshine in the city
That's the way it's goin' down
People kill and people dyin'
Every time I turn around
There's no sunshine
I roll wit purse snatchaz, the villains and trespassers
Criminalist and parole violators
I raidin' wit regulators, invaded the instigators
Passed the procrastinators, rolled on retaliators
Roamin' at home wit burglars, party wit murderers
Scandal big reelers, I sell coke to dope dealers
Ask the stash dealers, so rash the gat peelers
The time behind bars, ridin' in stolen cars
Forty deuce six, posin hard, rollin' large
Big pockets that pay, pistol black is big smackers
Back up the ally, attack us, waitin' for the crackers
Smugglers, muggers in the gutters wit ruck cutters
Runnin' up on niggas for butter lovers, or whatever
Can't take it for hoppers cockers by watchin' cops and robbers
But kid it's, kinda fittest, quit this, money get this
For beaters wit heaters to bleed us and speed us and two seaters
Crime essence and crime confessions, yea pure precious
My guess is good as yours, while niggas be takin' draws
Rapers and zipper rippers take rappers and over actors
Bottle throwers, the Buddha rollers, I roll wit cigar smoke flowers
Boilers wit playas, slashes bashes Mercedes
Always solicit, and pullin' out on project business
Schemin' and scandalous, the dreamers and pan handlers
Ready to run up in Rockefeller, put the glock in the teller
And tell the bitch to give the money and hurry up
There's no sunshine in the city
That's the way it's goin' down
People kill and people dyin'
Every time I turn around
To me, USG livin' is one gigantic ring of concealin'
Double dealin', drug fiendin', sellin' and schemin'
On the next beam, fleein' from the cops, caught wit beings
Illegal operatin', law violatin' and death escalatin'
We all need our dollars straighten, bro we can't be toleratin'
Man that's frustratin', that's why we be demonstratin'
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