Lyrics:
Step up see fangs in the moon (wolf)
I'm breaking bread with the crew
Mind on the pack as we move (wolf)
Wont stop the hunt till it's through
We get
making
Baking soda by the bacon I'm cooking, mix and whip it
? Like syrup dripping, call Willie Randolph flipping
I'm, pimping, I ain't tripping bout you
to get down
You ready to chill, so turn up the sounds
Whether it's in your walkman - or your stereo I hope you hear me though
Bobbin that head, jammin
side
Cars beep, beep when they pass us by
We ready to get down to business
We pull up, open the door
All the girls, scream there they are
It's packed
Back at the crib, Still gonna smoke alone
Gotta light a couple candles, Girl gets home
Chain smoke blunts till the crew all blown
Roll two more then I
Remember the Titans
Speed it up or slow it down man she gets every tempo
She worship me with two hands on it when she give me temple
She said it's hard
'bout givin' me life, ya'll
But I knew I was leavin' for belivin' in Christ, ya'll,
You could live it up, but don't give up the fight, ya'll,
We
looking at the mirror through a face
Never knew we're fighting through another different phase
Never die young live it day by day
Never die young live it
Ayyyeee
What He Say
Entertainment
Yuh
Aye
Aye
YJC
I
Could
Go
Head
I'm flexin' it's cool like
I just wanna
I need uh reboot
I'll blow the c2
Aye
I
that?
Give da' girl room, everybody better move back
Tryna' dance wit' ya' boo, get a chance wit' ya' boo
Gon' hit a little two-step
'Cause
We fly
hyped get hyped to the groove it goes on
When all night
Get hyped get hyped to the groove it goes on
We doing it right
1986 we first came out
Girls ain't
Ty ]
I think you better make way for the joint, punk
Fuck around with the sound and get the head shrunk
It was a real bad move to stick your crew
the seats in the Maserati
Always keepin my head up in the clouds
Top service on a flight out to Bali
I ain't never worried though
Two live crew sippin Four
to get some change so T-Mo can stay alive
Not greedy or living' lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my crew will I forget
And if I
hands up
Got damn it motherfucker get yo hands up [repeat 2x]
Well throw yo click up, throw yo click up
Got damn it motherfucker throw yo click up [repeat
unless I had to
Iant have an gun then, now I have two
I was fuckin yo girl, it's why she gotta attitude
She was fuckin with me just to get at you
An Iant
Montoya...Scratchatore.... Live and Conquer
Im just so hard for the block hand on my cock, strangle is back infamous I plan on it not
Bang out
just who you is
But if you feel like that girl bless your heart, go get it how you live
When you hear my name you gotta know that she's something regal
One shot away from calling you back
One shot away from calling you a cab
Two shots away from saying "fuck it
Lose my number" i'll be content
At least
Form guerilla hands to pick me up by eight
It was a sweet night, the weed gates don't stay open late
Check my bank roll, remove the tints
? is pet charm,
the terror, cut open your girl
And make a truss out her flesh
Like Buffalo Bill
It's not a game, it's war, plain and raw
Blood stain the wall when I bring
and the exciters, to get in this circle
And make it real live yo
'Cause I'm seeing too many stars up in here tonight yo
I'm seeing the Rock Steady Crew
I'm seeing
out, seeing sounds on my spaceship
I’ll be gone by the dawn come, come embrace it
He said girl I’m fucking down, let’s get crazy
So I put the L
you really want some, better come get it
I'm a pirate dogg, I sip gin
Smoking that fire, hitting this pen
Haters talking down on that two ten
Homie,
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