Lyrics:
I'm chilling, I grab the Buddha, get my crew to buy beers
And watch a flick, illin' and root for the villain, huh
Plus, every morning, I go out
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
Saw my man layin' dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again,hold ya head and stay
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
pointsetta
And put him on the balcony so he could get a
Little bit of city sun just to quench his thirst
Plants gotta live too, 'cause they feed the earth
Just
never lose
I don't mind being by myself, but I'd rather be with my crew
Or in the stude, or with my family
Only child but I am grown so I gotta take care
it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell
[Chorus] X 2
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Yeah (Live and direct)
where I learned the principles
I live by, whether they were cool or unaccepted
To my youngins don’t be out there moving young and reckless
(Hook 3)
lip torn tattered sash hard ass cast and crew can support though,
A band of young bandits never destined to grow,
Live in the mouth of the island
Niggas gone recognize get back
All of my ghost is too huh
Fuck a lil 2 live crew
Look at what this 45 do to u
Ion even care bout u Nigga
I been
wants the feeling she gon slide
What it do come slide the dude, ride with the crew
Shorty bad she a five times two not a two and a half shorty really max
dick pussy niggas
Down with the quick
My peeps guzzilin' while your
Crew was takin' sips
Set the vault lampin' comin'
Through comin' through
QB in this
damn
They in love with the crew, fam
These two freak hoes wanna lick it up
Tell them drop down low then pick it up
Slow it down then speed it up
Clap
Out here with the same team
(Won't switch sides)
Just trying make it mainstream
(And get by)
No Tris inside my bloodstream
This wockhardt got me
hardened criminals know the average Joe's miserable woe
Though they both live by different codes
Niggas don't know how I developed such a difficult flow
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority stare
and jacuzzis
We turn up and get loopy
I have fun somebody sue
2 am
Barely feel it
At 3 am
I was tweakin
By 4 am
No weakness
By 5 am
I was peakin
Like
Fucked up
on the weekends
Only text back when ya creepin'
I ain't a fool
This game is for 2
We had the time of our lives
Not counting the minutes
Or hours
Rose petals die
Intro
The number one set and sound...live! Ghetto Music. Produced by
KRS One.
Widdy bye bye bye bye bye bye bye
Widdy bye bye bye bye
out and use gun like shield
The crew is worldwide, to think we started from the Hill
Beware, of quiet niggaz layin in the cut (for what?)
nothing to loose.
I just popped a pill, and it was blue
30 milligrams, I took two
Bad bitch I fuck them all the time by the two
And you know I'm always
No respect for the boys in blue
No red light see the pilot cruise
Live in the cabin that's the pilot crew
Look like a snack that's pilot food
The way
Yeah woah
Yeah hey
Yeah woah
Yeah hey
Yeah woah
Alright alright alright alright
Let's get it
Two seater I'm riding with the crew
Can't nobody tell
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