Lyrics:
to live)
Neighborhood villain revealin, my nine was meant for killin
I bust a cap in that ass, ha-ha, what a feelin
So never give in, my livin was
The nigga with the shotty still bustin'
Cussin' maricóns and putas
All I'm tryin to do is shoot ya
Two shots in the Ruger
Booyah! Blew his ass out
Then I
rhymes
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with
The MAC-10 by the seats for the jackers
The jealous-ass crackers in the blue suit's
[Charlie Brown]
Bring one MC, two MC, three MC.
Send any MC's. It doesn't matter to me.
Sterp up like a thief in the night.
No wins and I
Time is running out
Think about it homie budget what you need
Get up off ya ass no time for you to go and stay in bed and sleep
Go & get the chicken,
(Mr.Cheeks)
Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I pack a .380 in
Today we're gonna do something scary
We're venturing into the mind of young black males
Let's take a peak...
[ Young Lay ]
Cuddies perved by
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
he ain't sharing
If that's her man no respect
Weak ass nigga I detect
She live across town by the big play ground
Across the street from the projects
we on top like a big toe
Your crew is unknown, y'all some gizmos
Niggas wishin' I was dead, they in Cosmo
So you know I'm high, that's why my eyes low
loving my style (She love it)
I got a tooly with me with a silencer on it so it don't make a sound (Shhh)
Pew she loving the crew
I need a crib by the lake
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
represent... Face to face
I represent to the fullest
Ayo, your crew's a bunch of cuckoos that fell out the nest
Not impressed by how you're dressed and much
on two FN's, both blue n blacc dem bitches twins
i pray err day before i sin, so when i see the opps hollows will spin
cruisin by your wake wit a big ass
live to spite we
We done hear the news (yeah, bullet)
So we like fuck you too nigga (fuck)
We ain't gotta pretend (2 chainz)
We don’t fuck with you
'Cause y'all niggas always into somethin'
I got my new box crew we roll out on a Sunday
Not knowin' if we gonna live 'til Monday
Lookin' for bud
Been down for the crew, Through times when they tough
Broke down in the pockets, Getting it out the mud
Fast forward in time, The money stack up
Two-TECs, he tote two TECs
And when he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak
With the crack in the crack of her ass
Two
yeah she bad, but I can't fuck if I ain't got no Magnum
Yo bitch mad cause you broke, havin' temper tantrums
Two Glocks and an AR pistol, ridin
Von
Skilow be sleeping with a stick right by the door, it ain't no running up
Late night, we Crippin' on they bitch-ass, get down low, Drac' got
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
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