Lyrics:
he be, and I am who I am
Or Jay is just the DJ cuttin' for the two
And it's the three of us, baby and we're doin' the do
Five plus five, equal
Anata wa kawaidesu
Early morning copping, i'ma break it down and roll it
Up to the cone, higher than knowledge
Patient for the profits
Tell me where
lang'
Cuttin' any bitch off if she enter my lane
And it really ain't a thang, when I bang, I bang
And my goons swing by like orangutans
Fuck wrong
repeat 2X]
So uh, let's take it back to the concrete streets
Original beats with real live MC's
Playground tactics, no rabbit-in-a-hat tricks
Just that
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
Yeah that's right nine eight
the baddest bitch gay y'all
Like stacy, damn, she was eatin' tracy's ass
At this other lady's pad
To get it on I had to call up desert storm
My cut-throats scar
hide from us
I can send a ghost and leave
A nigga whole block haunted
Catch two lackin’ and knock em out
We call it And 1in (YoungBoy)
Can’t run from
Dreams... And by the way that was off the new Maiden England video which we shall talk about in a
minute... you know, after a year you pushed it up to number
can't
Relax..
I ain't gon' stress it anymore I won't shed no tears
For half my life cats been tryin' to have my life
I been, blasted twice by
Yeah Yeah yeah
Whole Crew Whole Crew
Yeah Yeah And I just Love
Whole Crew
When the enemy bring his whole crew
It's just a bigger piece of hate for
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
and cuttin'
Little Mo Hart want to pull it ain't nothin'
Bitch, if you steppin' we buckin' them guns that's fucked up
Now let me get down for the grind
and cuttin'
Little Mo Hart want to pull it ain't nothin'
Bitch, if you steppin' we buckin' them guns that's fucked up
Now let me get down for the grind
Verse One: Sadat X
This is the stick up boom music for styles to flow free
But y'all know it's me or could you tell by the spree
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
We got two blunts
Two blunts nigga, two blunts
Two blunts I got two blunts
Light it up, go and light it up
One time for the Buddha
With the two
You ain’t out here making moves
Live it up that’s what we do
Trademark The Block that’s my crew
I do not know about you
You wanna see what we bout
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 keep it real pack steel like my man Y.G
When a fool try to play me wet 'em up then I'm Swayze
You must be crazy kid
Man I never did forever wildin'
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
What's love got to do
When I'm rippin' all through your whole crew
Strapped like bamboo, but I don't sling guns
I got bags of funk, and it's sellin' by
two times with a clap
Tell ‘em to bring it back
Tell ‘em to bring it back
When I step up in the spot that's a wrap
I do my 2 step one time with a snap
I
Why would I wanna be cuttin an druggin
I wanna go better myself so I'm husslin
Fuck on that bitch, she want me to go bust in it
No I can't do that cause
to rush
It's a bunch of thugs after us, slugs blastin' us
y'all rollers done mashed her up
The nigga with the live weapons
Who got shorty runnin'
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