Lyrics:
niggaz bring the shook up out the crook type
Special deliver Son it shines through your act bigger
My Infamous Mobb get on they job
The truth gets
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
you gon get it how you live cuz..
[Hook 2: Nelly]
This goes out to my West Coast crew
Now hold ya Dub up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all
of you or you
I just want to be a part of one two, the one two
[Verse 2]
Get off the stage, smack your crew
Real friends wouldn't let you act like a fool
everything that I do
Everything that I touch
What I put my mind to, multiplies by two
Good or bad
Lets keep the positive S**t
Lets get back to the program
Ayy, live from the mix, yeah
The HK bussin' like an AK for real
This year tough, I'm tryna stay sane for real
These girls coming with the
Same-same
You tryna' get wit' the crew
You tryna' get yo' pockets full
If you wanna make some money come and get some
I be chillin' with the crew we be in the mix
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
Girl you know i hate it when I switch
Be wanting to pick the phone up really
Get a call from my niggas - i let it go to the mail
I don't do
And my whole life, it was live and roll, bet we get him right
I get high, I'm two-tee'd in my zone, I'm high as a kite
He put a cape on, tryna save his
I may seem
See that me deal wid realism get guided by all my dream
Now raspberry ripple as you know it is my favorite ice-cream
So when me
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday Nite
Live from New York it's Saturday
Girls, rub on your titties (Yeah)
Yeah fuck it I said it rub on ya titties
New York City gritty committee, pity the fool that act shitty
In the midst
another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-U? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come payin, that fell to the trey
him get away man, take his girl out man
I know my homeboy slapped his girl
I know, yeah, let's get it, let's get in, let's get in
Kick the door down,
what they be asking us
White Benz, black card, bitch better get your plastic up
Man, this shit is hella hard, but we never acting up
Live it up, hold
mean, I can't even feel my legs like I'm froze
And I wanna get me dome,
But I can't even take her home
I wanna go, but my girl keep blowin' up my
Touched her now bro you get smoke with the all crew
Pull up on you yeah that stick gonna blow you
That Nine o seventy one that's my all crew
Pull up with
and bust with the solo
Mike my stromie don't be so selfish
Get on the mic cause you know you eat shellfish
It's 4:00 a.m. I've got the Dr. Hfuhruhurr
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
Here's a swab for ya ear (to clean out ya lobe)
And listen to a few views from two crews spittin' for the art of it
We ain't takin' over but damn sure
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
fight it
Can't stop the flow, it's just too persistent
(Big girls don't cry)
(Big girls don't cry)
Can't stop the flow, it's just too persistent
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
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