Lyrics:
comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you
'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
code
Nigga Rule number 1
Never tell em how you Come
When you see the Opp's, Nigga Buss
Rule number 2
Never switch up on the crew
Keep it A hundred
a nigga come invade, get sprayed
I stomp a nigga out like I got ten legs
Then they fish the nigga up out the lake in ten days
Behave, no ho, I'm on that
and screwed
I got the livest crew
I'm doin numbers every summer man I got to do
Pots and pans when I do my dance
See my pants they come from France
Bitches
and
everything, sir!
The Brian in Jail Scene
(BRIAN wakes up with a smile on his face to find himself being dragged along a
cell corridor by TWO GUARDS.
[Chorus]
Yo what's up
What's going down
Let's start it up
It's not too late
It's not too late
To start it up (x2)
Buckle up, here comes
[Chorus x2]
Yo what's up
What's going down
Let's start it up
It's not too late
It's not too late
To start it up
Buckle up, here comes
than a damn piniata
You may have seen it on my tv show
Yeah I know I dance like a pro
Cause I get busy and I get loose g
On the dance floor cant another
bullets
(Master P)
So come dance with the devil with the gold teeth
ain't no butterflying on the floor
but may you rest in peace
bi egun, mi o common
Knack am with 2 by 2
Cross my man then you cross my crew
Niggas keep playing stop acting a fool
Don't make me vex or I bust my
they fall
Got all of these rules just to live by the law
This is my surefire I don't get no applause
I'm just being me ain't no way that it's my fault
the way back
And I'm acting like Dennis in Vegas, stacking up wins
I'm a young black boy, armed, dangerous
To those who want to come and try harm
I school that ass like St. John's
Some come get a little bit, hit hard like a rock and
Open up the door cause I'm knocking
Ready or not, here I
I'ma get this money
Cause they wanna hold you down
When they see you tryin' to come up
But I'ma get it
Even if they don't believe me
I'ma make a nigga
More party pump than a damn piniata
You may have seen it on my tv show
Yeah I know I dance like a pro
Cause I get busy and I get loose g
On the dance
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
Sound Like Heaven
A 7-6-5-4-3-2-1 aCome On Rahiem Come And Get Some
Yes Yes Y'all, Ya Don't Stop, Come On, Come On, Huh
I Wanna Hit The Top
I'm A One
get what I'm sayin?
You met the whole crew and you know who I am
And if you wanna be down with us, follow the program
Come to the shows and play this
was a circuit
Now, the game's full of fucking clowns, like it's a circus
It usually takes hoes two years to get tired
I mean, gettin' all them sides
got my crew bigger
We need more than two figures
I was damn near about to get a chest tat
Won't talk that shit, don't test that
Don't play this shit nah
, 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 come single like me and you
Get up and dance
Pick yourself off the ground you're in a trance
His time has passed
Get up and dance
Life goes by so fast
Forget the past
Live it
flu
I graduated from Fligh School
On my way to that Fly U
I'm a freshman, I'm fresh MAN
And I'm still reppin' that 9-2
Yeah my crew I throw it up
I blow
about to sneak up on you and your crew
Ya know what I'm saying ayyo check 1-2
Ayyo masta killa I want you to put one up in 'em son
And show 'em you
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