Lyrics:
a groupie hang by, buttered up
I ain't getting with you, yo' love her in her gut
That's the reason why you can't even bubble up (Come on)
You get
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
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
up
If u got wood smoke sum
If u got pill pop one
Pop 2
Get lit with the whole crew
If you got a wood smoke some
A blunt roll up
If you got a drink pour
To let it go
And shake it on loose
I'm with my crew to do what it do
Go get your dude come dance with us too
Dance all night long
Up up up get on the beat
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
crew you go down six foot deep (Ha!!!)
[Verse 2:]
Honor toppa top, and mi nuh lie
Brrrrup!!! brrrrup brrrrup!!!! top a the sky (Sky)
Girls dem see me
yo fuckin lip up
'cause money and murder is the code that I live by
Come to ya set and do a muthafuckin walk by
Deep in the game preparing for
was inspired by all of my friends
To stage a robbery the third Saturday I clocked in
Projects tore up, gang signs get thrown up (wassup?)
Cocaine
Hm, yeah
Mhm
We take the good, we take the bad
It's not about what we had
We just tryna get by
We stay out of trouble
All we wanna do to get
while his friends watchin'
That hoes clockin' (uh), here comes respect
His crew's your crew, or they might be next
Look at they man eye, BIG man they
while his friends watchin'
That hoes clockin' (uh), here comes respect
His crew's your crew, or they might be next
Look at they man eye, BIG man they
give it up for him, y'all
Uh, a- never been as broke as me, I like that
When I was young I had two pair of Lee's, besides that
The pin stripes
gotta hit your ear and jump
And this the way to do it
Say one, two, one, two, three
Now all the party people that's standin' still
Get on the dance
understandin’
We play bass!
[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives
Get bank and live get bank and live
Get bank and live get bank and live
Get bank and live
What your pockets like?
Put it out and get it right
I
seventeen, in an all black suit
Laying still in a coffin, surrounded by my crew
Giving half-heart apologies
For watching while they bottled me
Or running
Drink rum by the cases
And dance on what she name is
Can't stand and watch no faces whoy (Oh na na na)
I want Wuk on all de gyal dem
My crew they
him know P'll love to cut his
And niggas is gettin' shot down, two guns up
Double R, SP holdin' D Block down
If you don't live that, you shouldn't
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
big-and heavy
I get up in that ass like a wedgie
Niggas saying: "Biggie off the street
It's a miracle!" left the drugs alone
Took the thugs along with me
Well, dance, dance, dance
Well now dance, well dance to the rock 'n' roll. (Now got it, git it)
Well the cats come rockin' in two by two
Some
SoSoDef (what?)
Huh, yeah I don't dance I mash
(It's like dis doe)
AZ, come on
It's a new one, time for a Range, baby blue one
The crew
a treasure (a treasure), musical treasure
Come along, pack your bags
Get on up and jam y'all
Come on and ride on the funk, y'all
Come along and ride
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