Kick This One

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 I 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 the hundreds they never give up On the drugs 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 Ain't 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 shit [Hook] Kick this one for Southside Kick this one for the Westside Now kick this one here for me and my city [Verse 2] Yo I was chilling in the 50, minding my own When this broad walked up with a chrome microphone She said "hey bitch look up, I heard about you So heres the microphone let's see what you can do" So I took the microphone, and I threw it to the bar Cause I need no assist when it comes to going hard When I start to rap, she start to shake She saw that confronting me was truly a mistake So she picked the mircophone up, and I took me a shot And before I turned around that bitch was down the block, Now [Hook] Kick this one for Altgeld 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 starts choking Is it what I'm saying, or is it what I'm smoking? 50-50 chance 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 Z kick this one for the crowd I been to lots of parties, mostly off a pound And one thing I notice my niggas get down So Hip-Hoppers (Hip-Hoppers) from all around Look what the fuck they found [Hook] Kick this one for Chi-Town Kick this one for the Wild Wild Now kick this one here for me and my niggas