Lyrics:
to click so get gone, or catch one to the dome
Mo City Texas that's my home, but I can roam all over
So much ghetto love, these cats gone get me full up
"Live from New York it's Saturday Nite!" (Scratched 4x)
[Uneek]
Ayo kid for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name
The question is why the answer what makes
If you wants my opinion I tell you don't take x 2
Why...
(Smoothe Da Hustler)
Why is it hard for my words
(take two)
Sharpened mind without having to carry knives
Depressed like married lives
A canine ready to bury lives
(it's GTech)
See, I'm front
Bitch, when I'm in a, uh
Bitch, when I'm in a two-by-two, I get real litty
Bitch, I'm lit in the city, bitch, I'm lit in the city
I don't give a fuck
nigga alive
(It's do or die) The motto that I live by
(It's suicide) Testin me line for line
(So who am I?) The one and only Myke Miers (2x)
[ VERSE 2
Two Ls then a dollar sign, you know what it is, long live Seven Two (bitch)
(You're not making this easy, Kyle)
Hey, ayy
Hey, ayy
Hey, ayy
a live wire
One of the Southside soldier from across the bricks to boulder
We gone get you if we owe you, again I already told you
Ready to roll the real,
the benz
We drive cars
We fuck your hoes
We taking charge
We get the dough
Yall niggas pussy
We cut your face
We in your hood
Every fucking day
[Verse 2
coming to a reality near you
Revolutionary war part 2 yo
Bitch i'm finna boog, bitch i'm finna boog
Yeah, me and all my crew
Went from military infantry
g-a-n-g makin noise
Us niggas from the Brick now wreckin shit with the (Badd Boyz)
Step to my crew, you get your dome flown and blown
I'm part
don't give a damn if you get chose man I got this k, and I don't play
(Chorus - 3 1/2x)
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
legal if it's owned by a doctor
Everything you do in private is illegal
Everything's legal if the government can see you
Don't get me wrong, America is
crew smart, even when my crew was apart
Chamillionaire you did 'em wrong, why don't you get a heart
If I showed it to you, would you see what it could do
know they don't wanna go back, no glory
Scene IV, the pimp got took out by Barry's brother
We got this tip on some new fresh bait
Money in their heads
I know for certain I was
Built for this life right here
And I'm gone live it yeah
Don't worry how I live it, no no
I ain't got no limits, no no
They
pull up the girls to get the clappin what
Chorus: Peter Gunz
You got one life to live, one gun to bust
One nigga to save, one nigga
up]
Give it up we want to live it up [give it up]
Give it up for the most slept on since pepto bis when
time warner let go prince
Ridin by betta get yo
[Featuring Black Spooks]
Yo wake up it's the D crew up in here with the Black Spooks
And we bout to drop it on y'all...y'all best get a clue
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my crew will I forget
And if I
crib and he's Scotty in it
Bath tub big enough to fit a Audi in it
8 gold chains like it's already in it
Murder with the ink, I'm Gotti in it
Don't get
my left
I'm duckin' your wife
I'm duckin' the feds
The bell on the trap it's buzzin' again
But still I ain't tryin' to get busted by feds
Look,
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