Track bySkatterman & Snug Brim
[Intro:Snug Brim] What y'all n***as gon' do about Kansas City? Huh? [Verse 1: Snug Brim] You n***as ain't gangstas, y'all small time in the game We kill 'em up for nothin, y'all practicing at the range, for change You sell your soul right? Well I'm the type of n***a that'll test you for your car and leave you out in the cold right This Kansas City homie, known to mob with gangstas, ???, Scotty, and Capone and Jesse James and them And I bet they tell y'all that Midwest draw down, bringing the heat to y'all clowns, leaving the streak in y'all [Verse 2: Jay Rock] I got that new new killa, [????] When I spit, I'mma hit s**t and them fake n***as gon' die For ones that ride, say they kill but they die This cat built to the side, his gat pulled to the side So if you claiming you a gangsta, you better walk that walk as well as your b***h a** talk that talk Cause I'mma give em that whoop de whoop, I walk softly carry a big staff to back them n***as up off of me what [Hook] (Concrete Jungle) Where young gorillas they rumble and motherf**kers will numb you over your paddle bundle (Concrete Jungle) It's Kansas City!!! We give a f**k about your reputation, family, or hood (Concrete Jungle)Where young gorillas they rumble and motherf**kers will numb you over your paddle bundle (Concrete Jungle)It's Kansas City!!! (Where you from?) Kansas City!!! (Where you from?) Kansas City!!! [Verse 3: Snug Brim] We from KC, you not, better back down n***a