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[Intro:] Yea It's Wiz Khalifa Man It's That 412 I Got That Pittsburgh Sound [Verse 1:] Around These Parts I'm Known As The Youngest In Charge My Shit Bang Out The Trunk Of Your Car It's The Cities Known Rap Spitta Semi Blown Clack Niggas Skin And Bones But Really Known As That Nigga I'm Known To Chase The Bucks Grind To Get My Paper Up In The Studio Writin Rhymes Til The Paper Crunch I'm Not The Type That U Would Call Em A Thug But I'm A Huster It's All In My Blood So If It's All For The Cheese Then I'm In It My Screws Kinda Loose So I Ease To The Finish I Hop Up In The Coupe Feel The Breeze While I'm In It Blowin Smoke Up Out The Roof From The Trees That I'm Spliffin Youngin Got The Game On Lock I'm On Top It's A Shame Ya'll Not You A Lame Put Your Brain On Pot Leave U Wet Like The Rain Ya'll Drop Letras de cancionesI'm Gon Rock And I Ain't Gon Stop... Nigga [Hook:] Whos The Kid Spittin Flames Changin The Game His Name... It's Wiz Khalifa Man From The Home Of The Brick Where They Know For The Cake The Place... That Steel City Damn I Got That Pittsburgh Sound And I'm a Always Hold Pittsburgh Down It's Wiz Khalifa Man U Can't Tell By Now Pittsburgh I'm a Swell My Town That Steel City Damn [Verse 2:] Roll Rubber U Don't Know Who U Dealin With O so innocent but flows so dilligent My Spit Games Like A 44 Killin Shit Know Your Man Warm But the young boy killin shit Realist Shit And Your Main Wife Dig Me Dame try and hit me Kick Game Like 50 Cent Niggas Wanna Play Games I Quickly Mob With A Squad That Will Bang Ya'll With Me And They Want The Kid Still Hurtin Hundred Niggas With Hammers Yea That's Wat I Call A Steal Curtain I Handle My Time And Still Work It Put In Work Couple Mil. Worth In And I'm From Pittsburgh Where The Green And The Eatin Is Good Where The Fiends Do Everything In The Hood Everyday Is Like A War So My Soldiers Ride Fatiguesin The Hood And We Gettin All The Green Like We Should... You Know Yea [Hook] [Verse 3:] I'm from the home and the place Where they known for the cake Where the money stackin up, Put a chrome to your face You can step outta line, and get thrown into place That's why all my homies say It's whatever whenever Mother fucker I flow so hard and I spit so sick That all of these rap niggas on my tip Like pause it ain't none of that homo shit And that's word to the philly ass spliff Yeah From Letras Mania