Lyrics:
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
silver, celebrate that
Anybody get rude to the Roll Deep crew
No long ting we regulate that
Yo, my name is Skepta
I'm in Roll Deep but I live in North
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
Positive vibez with my guys, me and my crew, yeah we just ride
Yeah we gon do this shit, we do this shit, till the day we die
Positive vibez with my
(crew)
The clique (clique)
We got the paperwork
Can't quit (no way)
We too legit
It's up (up), it lives (yeah)
We open for biz (we open)
Remember one thing
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
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
heaters on you
Spittin' back live rounders, with five pounders
If we meetin' on two, I put a beatin' on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from the bottom now the whole fucking crew is here
Started from the bottom now we here
Started from
Yo, my crew is in the house
Terra, Herb Mcgruff, Buddah bless
Big twan, Killa Kam, Trooper J, and Mike Boogie
And I'ma set it like this
Aiyo,
little life like this?
Cause now you bump heads with kids that's lifeless
I live by the day only if I survive
The last night, damn right, I ain't tryin'
Holy spirit inside you
One two one two
Smack the devil out of you
What a hoimie got to do
When a homie got a crew
When a homie got a crew
When a homie
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
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
cre-atin the butter
Cliques get clipped like heavy bricks when I'm droppin'
I'm wreckin' nigga whole shit plus I make a profit
Wicked with this shout,
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
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
Bitch I'm live I'm way too live like 2 Live Crew
Cause everything blue (Brrr)
Cause everything blue (Yeah yeah)
Everything blue (Everything blue)
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