Lyrics:
Wonder summer
Makin tracks to Spank that ass like thank you, can I please have another
A number of hip hop lovers listen to my disc and discover
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
I live by the rules, I was schooled by the older folks,
I was showed the ropes by the cats that was holdin' toast,
Lords knows even goons get
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
the gym I'm glad you noticed
Finally making some cash, it's just a bonus
Yeah I'm blessed by the Lord I'm gonna show it
Like the stream of a river yeah I be
against us
Now they taking loss
Only high octane is what I keep in da tank
Wit a sound system by Groot that got magnificent range
We got ladies in the crew
two, she bustin Down tonight, I put that on the Crew
Popped a pill so I can feel it too
I'm smokin glue, sipping Something purple outta double Duces
Baby
You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded
I'm leavin' rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic
You're artificial by cripple, rap is like
You get no Vette and, if I could stay leaded
I'm leavin' rappers one-legged from fakin like the prosthetic
You're artificial by cripple, rap is like
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
Frosted steel hanging on my neck
Check my checks, you know I'm back
I just took the flight to Dubai with my crew by my side
Got a girl on my thighs for
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
sides
Why do the two of you have to make this hard?
Buckle up everyone, 'cause this won't be fun
I gotta choose PS4 or Xbox One
Microsoft, you got
it's us, back at it like smack addicts
Stuck with a bad habit, turn fans to fanatics
On a victory lap, we stop by in Pop-eye
I drop my last 16, so sick
For the live ones, not the shook ones
For the riders, not the hook ones
Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers
My crew consist
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
I was just a normal boy who longed to live in peace
Built my house along the highway was obsessed with bees
Known to be a sidekick, they think i'm
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
yo (jump) yo (jump)
(first family) for the two (oh) oh (oh)
Follow instructions! crews, listen!
Who, is it? move (bounce!)
First family move
Live my life by the V code
Being real is all that i know
Being real is all that i know
(x2)
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
Caller, DTI, Top Producer, Pulse Eskimo
Fuckin' Widda Team
My two lips said "You don't wanna
See a nigga on the scene"
Go on then, what d’ya mean, what d’ya
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
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