Lyrics:
the alley with that fiend Denise
Cruise the streets, stuntin' in that Maybach sixty-two
Nigga, what my dope goin fo', sixty-two, c'mon, a gram
By man, my
Mic check one two
Scope deh scene
As I roll thru
Can't roll with me
Isza whole crew
And you old to me
Buh I new to you
BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM
Tryn' Fu*k
Not for one or two days we can go all week
So let's talk to paper or we ain't gone speak
I'm just stuck into a mode that I can't get rid of
And don't
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
[Jay]
One two, one two, and I say
I go by the name of Jam Master Jay
And the Hollis Crew, we here to stay believe that
[D.M.C.]
Hey, as we let
bed
Ten Embassy Number One
Ten Embassy Number One
Two pound forty can get you a surprise
A packet of ten Silk Cut King Size
By 'em from the co-op,
Lynn)
« © '63 Sure-Fire Music »
I live in the world world of forgotten people
Who've loved and lost their hearts so many times
I'm here in the world
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
that's Woos-a
D Town with the politics gotta work in some crew time
Podcast, that's on the way
Hit the line so we could Chop It Up
Politicts with the crew
chase after h*es I move up on em
Don’t come through nomo i blew up on em
My money was low it flew up on em
We sharing these h*es we crew up on em
Two
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
crew, switch siders
When I come through, hey Cam dick riders
But I only mess with Navigators 528
6 drivers, big buyers
Where you live we live liver
Come
of one-nine-eight-eight
L.A. Unified School M A H
A gangbanger from the streets taught me how to break
In South Central L.A., ay yo, can you relate?
I'm Chali 2
hot from the start
Off the chart it'll Still live on continue to run this marathon
They could separate us by place, they could separate us by time
We
enough to live good forever
So I learned to write the rhymes and get my metaphors together
Then I joined a rap crew, with the homies on my street
the streets will catch you slipping, rock ya steady
Watch your back with your homies that you feel is real
Your homeboys from your crew, yeah them the ones
[Dres]
Listen, this is Dres, and I'm letting ya know
That S-H-O-W-be -I-Z and A.G. are all that
So just sit back, relax, if you got a big bozak
fools and holy steal
crew can't pay ya bills
truth is we shoot triggers fa thrills
you ain't heard about me D to da Paff
i'm holdin 4 by 4 figures do da
St"rted working to never need to beg for loose ch"nge,
C"sh will determine your r"nk, le"rning th"t from Wu-T"ng,
Crew spr"ying up two tr"ins, puffing up
your bitch will be rollin with me
So to ladies and everyone throughout your crew
Give a smile in the mean watch out
This dick is for you
[Chorus]
I,
Yuhh
Woo
Glrrt pow
A10
A10
A10
A10
A10
You know the f**cking Vibes n***a
Long Live Pop Smoke n***a
Me my n****s don't lack
Send two shots to ya back
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
you do
Get loose get loose
Bout to hit the club second round verse two
Sliding to the spot linking up with the crew
Bottles lined up a lot of brown no
don't even know my brothers name
Bill Ritchie he lives in Chicago
He rides through town in an Eldorado
Maldo black, real white so I'm lookin
And I
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