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Philly, Philly

Beanie Siegal, Philly is where I'm from

We from P H I L A, period

PA, period, Eve they hearin' it

Believe they fearin' it but lovin' it though

I hate the game, fuck the fame but I'm lovin' the dough

You couldn't tell me in a million years

An' a thousands bars that I roam the Reservoir with Dogs

Show the world what 'Crew Love' was about

Drop adrenaline, 4, 5, 6, I show them what a thug was about

I know you love flossin' wit X, bustin' them checks

Gettin' tattoos, paw prints on your chest

I ain't mad, baby, get that cash

Make them hatin' bitches kiss your ass

Ruff Ryde lift that [Incomprehensible]

I'm gon' walk 'til I see how these fleas' gon' feel

When I come through wit the whip with the bee's on the wheel

Burgundy thing, cream gut, cherry wood

Steerin' wheel or be surround by the wing on the hood

I know they like, “How they collide?

He roll wit Roc, you Ruff Ryde”, but we Black Friday tied

How you think they gon' feel seein' us Grammy night?

Let me tell you, a bunch of if, ands an' mights

Billboard charts, source ad an' mics

An' if I say so myself, goddamn, we tight

Fuck bein' humble, ain't no other way to end this

We ain't open up the door

We knocked that bitch up off the hinges

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

No doubt we represent P H I L A, period

E V E, period, fuck wit Beanie, period

We gon' hold it down for Illdelph for life

Came through made a name, nigga nailed it tight

An' now we shine, been knew, shit, it was about time

Switched from streets, the beats, platinum lines

Used to struggle in the hood just to brodie the mic

Took the fame 'cause they ain't give it us, now we excite

The biggest crowds an' they screamin' loud, “Philly the shit”

Roc-a-fella rap guerrilla, blond bombshell bitch

I Ruff Ryde, take your mind, shit, you doin' the same

Work hard, now the streets stay shoutin' our names

Fame is funny, get money, snakes in the grass

When the hostility shows, niggas face get smashed

But I stay grounded, brick house stallion

My bitches keep me real while I make millions

Pile it all, we gon' have it all any minute

Give it back the hood an' we gon' ball in a minute

'Cause anything we want, we gon' have on our plate

Matter of time before we killed, the beans, it was our fate

An' cats were stressed, gave it all they expected less

Disrespect, take it back to the hood, protect your chest

Try to break us but we broke through, got the job done

That's what's up? Runnin' shit, now tell 'em where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

Philly, Philly, Philly, where I am from

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