Lyrics:
Ayy, ayy
I'm with my crew them my loose screws, ayy
And no we don't pack no deuce deuce, ayy
Got 4 O's with bout two two, ayy
At yo nose and yo
"What'd you do last night?"
"We did umm, two whole cars
It was me, these, and Main Three right?
And on the first car in small letters it said
Verse 1
Baby boy you come here late
You've be messin with the wave
There ain't no more to explain
Just hold me where I see the day not dawn
a body and my youngins, they be trained to go
And if that nigga live, we up the price and we can send some more
Bitch, I'm from the M.O.R.E. , why you
CHORUS
Jet Li
shot them quick
give em the stunner
thought i couldn't get down
thought i was a gonna
thought i was lost that i wouldn't see 2mora
but that
a showstopper)
Too much sauce f*** n***** mad I got it
It’s 3 percent and we ain’t going by the book
Like I run a bakery I stay about my dough
I need 2 M’s like
hit da floor I see you stayin on yo grind
I watch you twirk it baby drop dat thang 2 da floor
Now tell a friend dat dis yo song grl bend yo back low
She
no killers
I was fed from no spoons that were silver
Come from a hood by the Alcovy River
Down 2-1-3 to a road that look like it slither
See in my hood
I swang on em swang on em [repeat x2]
[Bun B]
Now if you come to this t.e.x.
Betta show some love cause homey you don't wanna see me plex
We be
home.
(officer speaking)
You fucking kidding me? Don't be a pussy. Don't you love your country?
(solider speaking)
I like being here. I'm ready.
[Verse 2
or two
With the crew you knew
Back in grade school making due
Reminisce what we've all been through
Our relationships have been up n down
We've taken hits
rules, no borders
Except for those who you choose to accept and live by
Abolish government is nothing to me
Forget about god, he's not here to see
We
right where im wantin it
Boy this shit that im cookin yaw cant stomach it
Bul I came from the days of fresh butters
Crisp white 2xT's and less clutter
to pass it on
Two years ago, I thought it'd be my last song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
between your opinion and matter of fact?
Why do I have all this stress?
When I always do my best
Is it just a fucking test?
H.B.P.'s inside my chest
If I do
can see resemblance by the hair. Next is my favorite arab in the whole world, King Salman of Saudi Arabia. Girls, dont be fooled by his freindly face,
Where the 40's at?
And the MICKEY'S
How y'all feel out there?
WASTED!
That's what they say.
Suburban - ....to the K
Useless - Hopeless Crew
Watch
Big up all the MC's
Security and the crew
And all the pioneers
B-boys and civilians
Who should've got millions
And trillions, and zillions
Didn't get no
you can't catch
Your brain ain't your main flex, G Regardless I been fire
My Lyrics are loud neighbors; It's hard to forget when you live by them
Got my
Talking like a king cause you know that i'm up next
Acting suspect I can see what you doin
Shoot a whole text and i'll fly my whole crew in
I'm choked up in
other mood
I can’t be controlled or manipulated by news
It’s my soul I’m articulating to other crews
Do it for the love I’m sick of hating I hover cruise
Imma let them see the better of me
Put two in the sky and I fly off to
Better things just like the smoke of the
Wood and I wanna be known greatest
want to be,
You're gonna have to learn pimpology.
Pimpology, a pimp's profession.
Can't be effected by the Great Depression.
So if you want to be
room in that b***h so get out my way
A stubborn person is who I'm talking to
Step aside so I can get in that's what you do
God wants you, to turn
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