Lyrics:
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
don't want land.
FATHER: Listen, Alice...
HERBERT: Herbert.
FATHER: Herbert. We live in a bloody swamp. We need all the
land we can get.
HERBERT:
and two together; we're the boyz with da bass
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz with da bass
Boyz with da bass, boyz with da bass
2 Live
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed
Ah one two
can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you
You can look me up and down, and my DJ too
Because we make up the boogie down productions crew
Takin' out MC's on the 1, 2, 3
No matter who they
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
live that long, yo
Here in the seven, eight I gotta get paid
We all regulate, the east is the place
Boboy with the remake
And in Puna we say what we want
her do the Hula
What's a pit bull to a poodle
And she want a egg plant
She don't want no Ramen noodle no
So get up affi dance some
This is the Puna Boy
her do the Hula
What's a pit bull to a poodle
And she want a egg plant
She don't want no Ramen noodle no
So get up affi dance some
This is the Puna Boy
her do the Hula
What's a pit bull to a poodle
And she want a egg plant
She don't want no Ramen noodle no
So get up affi dance some
This is the Puna Boy
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
IT ON! (2 LIVE CREW!)
YO' BODY! (YOU KNOW WE GOTTA, GET LOOSE NOW!)
Chorus
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
The Motherfucking Star
That’s Why You Ain’t On No Other Motherfucking Platform, Don’t Nobody Invite You No Where
Look, Some Nizzaz Had A Big Brother, We Ain’t Have
verse 1
I was just chillin in the club me and my crew buyin
out the bar you know how we do
then the dj let the people know teddy pain in the house
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
we are fragile and would be damaged by
An encounter with the thing we dread
The active variety is something most
Of us have experienced at
Some point
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
a riff and get right in it
Yeah a sad sad day when mix, he went away
2 Live Crew would never be the same,
A Drummer beat snippet, and then some boomin'
Get
we got niggas
Way tighter than you man,you old want to be me asshole nigga, come with
Some real niggas from East Oakland, nigga
I'm
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