Lyrics:
Vacuum it in my lung
Dont need to wait to long
Made it to art with my tongue
Dont play dumb
Wastin all my 02
Need to feed my big crew
Mess with me then we
at Manhattan and The Bridge with the chrome out
Ki's on the table, black tanktop, long cable
thoughts of overtakin' the table
dismantle and disable
verbal, made
Cass was the youngest and most
Beautiful of 5 sisters
Cass was the most beautiful girl in town
1/2 Indian with a supple and strange body
A snake-like
new[02:24.35]That's right[02:25.17]We brand new[02:25.86]That whip brand new[02:26.80]That chick is brand new[02:27.93]We stomped on your crew[02:29.12]You know we ran
the club, baby
Yes any time you want to
Aces comin' by the 12 pack, young nigga in a Hellcat
GPS on the pack, tell the plug they can mail that
Tell
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
a clock,time a tell, this nati boy live as hell like Channel 5,9,and 12, met a that behind the shell, she told me I was fine as hell, pulled off on my bike she
dicks, now
We movin on up in da world like elevators
Me and the crew we pimps like eighty-two
Me and you like Tony Toni Tone
Like this Eastpointe and we
Four hundred, five hundred V-12 black coupe,
none of my weebles wake that barkley comin out the roof,
choppin major game on the strength,
man we
to live
[Repeat 1]
[Repeat 2]
[Nature]
I bought you bottles of the best shit, on the rocks
Showed you plenty of affection, off top
The way your
up the death toll
That's my brother, [Name]
DJ June's another BNS player
BNS sex, baby, get butt-naked (3x)
Cause yo, I want to check it
1-2
1-2
what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you
You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
Hear me
what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you
You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
Hear me
tha back and look mean like E-Luv (??)
Cant no other crew stand us
Put my hands on you quicker then a nigga playin two hand touch
Yo Kuniva in
of the fittest
My two hands in the air
It's me against the world
We gon ride through the years
But that time is gon come
That time we gon shine
Just pray we live
the way
Long live the chase cuz
Just got to
Got to run
I got to get gone
Shit man
Fuck man
15 caught a body
Fuck man
Shit
Fuck it
Fuck it let's go
So I
her 1, 2 Step, pretty on toes on you
The way I do my 1, 2 got full attention from you
I can step by myself ion need no crew
But I swear it don't feel
Rap niggas talk big boy shit
But when I'm in the room they control they tone
I set it off on these niggas, they know it too (they know it)
Long live
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
Pissed? Go to the men's
See two cats, shot two tens
I mean shotting tens in my 12
Can't test me and my on point crew
If you want food come to me
Big top
Rock track
Ayo two cool cats who reclaim the name
Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth in this here rap game
But the good news is that there is a crew
Not 5
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
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