Lyrics:
numbers, I turn you and your crew into two plumbers
Translation, get your shit together and pipe down
Fuck a mic, I don't write, I chew and spit
I'll
fly a jet, violent tyrant
Mind bent, dog-drippin, pissin on hydrants
Straight flippin on crews that ain't silent
They come by the two's and get chewed
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Drip drop drizzle in the 2-0 sizzle
Stay true to the game maximize potential
'Til the wheels fall of, shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it, over did it, spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping your face in a state
traumas but they don’t forget me
A sick fiend, I’ve got 2 left shoulders
Fueled by liquor cause I can do less sober
I wish my whole crew gets older
but too
a save your spot
Don't want to see you act hard if you know you not
Hit a two step when I hear that drop
Type shit, homeboy type hit
TNT explode, blow your
see
All the lines that I didn't read
So now you're free to do your own thing
I'm scared, I'm a little unprepared
Never thought that we'd be hanging by
the pennant
Monumental stance on the cover with my co-defendants
Drop her sentence, in remembrance
Construct these jewels so they can live through my
drop everything for love?
Would you break a heart or two?
What's my chances to get with you?
Tell me what I've got to do
To feel your heartbeat sync with
your door
Four, niggaz deep, bandanas with black calicos
So, when we creep, drop cause I'ma hit you nine times
Take your nine lives, bump up
Before we break you and ya lame crew
Give an inch and these chumps take two
That’s why we bust the 1, 2, 1, 2
Trust that we’ll meet up soon
You know aint
control your whole crew
It's psychology boy, now what the fuck that make you want to do?
Don't let 'em get in your head, they try to probe you
Figure
No respect for the boys in blue
No red light see the pilot cruise
Live in the cabin that's the pilot crew
Look like a snack that's pilot food
The way
see me anymore
Everyday I live, I stay low to the floor
Before, you wanna test my crew
You better be sure
Ready for us to blow up your sector
Them boy
it's just
Ignore is bliss, therefore
We get overlooked
It's hard to shine, when you live by the book
Positions being occupied, by those that you
coming to a reality near you
Revolutionary war part 2 yo
Bitch i'm finna boog, bitch i'm finna boog
Yeah, me and all my crew
Went from military infantry
gold wires
Your crew tight honestly mine tighter
Your crew tight honestly mine tighter
[x2:]
Stop and roll
Stop drop and roll
Stop and roll
could never drop by, you can never stop by
Cause you can never top i
I got to hold back now i'm out before your turf
Because i want it all like the nigger
and
Step out my groove and let out my tools
The hammer kill, the hammer
Will make you stop
Drop and roll like you slipped
On a banana peel
Live by the code
a cavity they toothache
That's duality, I'm too Black, hair is too curly
I double-time, so I'm too early
Yea, if you're too live put your twos up
Been saying
Saw my man layin' dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again,hold ya head and stay
shock your mind
I'll put the ji-ji-jiggles in your behind, a-said
One, two, three, four, come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme
(Just for talking that shit)
Rich rap scholars
(Cause we talking that shit)
While we plan to live forever
(Always talking that shit)
You need to get your
dogs that trick off just get sent off
They shoebox stash is all they seeds gotta live off
It's real yo but still yo, it's love here
And it's felt by
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