Lyrics:
at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistols close at hand
I'm a self-made monster of the city streets
Remotely controlled by hard hip-hop beats
But just
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
for what it's worth that I've evolved
Evolved on a few issues we had
Or better yet, that I had
Like, I don't think we have to live in different houses
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
I got some thoughts
It's some dumb shit on my mental
Just feed me the instrumental
I miss the block
But sometimes I wanna live right
So I'm focused
Got a ton of specials
Another banger and I'm killing
All these instrumentals
So what you want to do
So what you want to do
You can bring your crew
tryin' to get on the bandwagon
Yeah Dre, I know what you're sayin' man, but let's tell 'em who we're
Talkin' about
WHAT DO YOU CALL A CREW THAT CAN
project
There's another thing I think you might enjoy
Yeah
It's like a meditation interlude in like a live concert at Madison Square Garden
Okay,
on the scene
Well, it's not that we're rowdy, rude, raunchy or loud
But a match into nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
proved
That we make a crew that's gruesome
If you truly knew what it took to
Do da do you would poop some
Haha
I see the Bartians invading
All of a sudden
agree with you.
We just a regular everyday normal crew,
I just repeat the same shit from Normal Guy 1 and 2.
We just a regular everyday normal crew,
What
against us
Now they taking loss
Only high octane is what I keep in da tank
Wit a sound system by Groot that got magnificent range
We got ladies in the crew
(bounce!)
Now here's what I want y'all to do, for me
Follow instructions! crews, listen!
Who, is it? move (bounce!)
First family move (bounce!)
Hey yo
'm ghostly
Rush me, 'cause you ain't gonna live to roast me
I'll have my motherfuckin' ass kicked by Moby
If I let some bitch in the can like 'Bis cop over
bounce to the ounce!
"More bounce, to the ounce"
Check it now hip hip hooray'n, check what I am sayin
You'll be happy like a faggot in jail, when Heav
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
and then break him off proper
He's a showstopper, phantom rocker
All I need's a little help from my friends like Joe Cocker
No matter what, you can't stop
(2x)
[j-ro]
It's the likwit coalition, start the mission
We gonna turn this into a tradition
My b-boy stance is updated, I feel like we made it
Even
an ocean of devotion
A floating dream for two . . .
[ instrumental break ]
'Cause, there's no boat like a rowboat
In a row, row rowboat with you!
[
Big booty backpack that’s what I like
(I’m coming saucy)
if she can ride da D
then she can’t ride the bike.
If she ride the bike she riding D
Yeah, yo
Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng
Check one-two-one man skitzed again
Dickhead you and a dickhead crew
Getting gassed up by your
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
two, she bustin Down tonight, I put that on the Crew
Popped a pill so I can feel it too
I'm smokin glue, sipping Something purple outta double Duces
Baby
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
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