Lyrics:
fightin
Aint nobody trippin they just sippin and vibin
You know the vibes
We aint worried bout no haters
F*ck what they say about ya
Tonight we do it major
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
I should prolly walk round with a 40 by my side
Not for self defence I’d rather choose the time I die
Live it up everytime that I’m back in the 65
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
ROOM
Must be a full moon, here comes a tune
Bullets fly by your head zoom zoom zoom
(A to the K to the 4 to the 7
Little devils don't go to heaven!
Intro/Hook (x2)
(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*Ha ha, ha ha, now who's rhymin?*) HARDCORE!!!
(*The hardcore rap act is back!*)
(*No I, no I
you're lookin for the rappers you may need some f*ckin help
Y'all stay worried bout a n*gga doin better than you did
Should've hopped up on my d*ck way
I came by myself f*ck who you wit
I’m fully committed a hundred percent
I told my lil brothers there’s money to get
recorded some music and look
gotta bob and weave
Gotta stay focused on me
Gotta stay pushing for better
They change up like weather thats not new to me
B*tch f*ck school its chance
Bad mind energy f*ck you and your schemes my N*gga
Yeah I said it n I said it
Imma go with the flow f*ck it
Yeah I'm with it
Nobody go stop my shine cos
Call an Uber why drive when the crew too live, I’m a lose myyyy mind - yeah
See I only answer to texts - suhhhp
Only talk real with Alexa
Like I need
of this game to stay alive.
[Chorus x2]
Always wanted things always wanted cash.
To Live fast get the girls with tha biggest ass.
Fuck her 9 to 5 gotta
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Thinking to myself like maybe that’s why they hate you
Then I think again like f*ck em, they can’t relate boo!
love gotta face it
If you find one that got you
F*ck that ngga im jaded
Fck gotta switch the whole flow up
Real life shi btch grow up
She want me to get
Let me tell you somethin' about an a-b-c style
The a the be, the c the d the e the f the g the h the I the j the k
The l the m the n the o the p
need to stop drinking ciroc
Heard the alcohols poison it f**k with 'ya c**k
Stack doe with my boys no respect for the cops
I could hold my hand out but I
buyin a coat
Bronx bomber, superb on the freak momma
Stinkin movin, my whole crew is comin through
Yeah..
[Chorus]
[Kool
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
my bands till I’m famous
Lacing up my shoes cause the field called my name up
I don’t f*ck with you how my name really came up
Lame n*ggas say they got
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
Through any contest
I'm victorious
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many
MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
Through any contest
I'm victorious
Still keep it real, if you will and manifest
Through your skills, not by how many
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