Lyrics:
live in the sky
Tell God, I wanna fly, and let me live in the sky
You ever seen a nigga go to jail and sleep 'til day two?
Well, that's how sick I
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
shirt on
You know you ghetto when you own two cars
And you need ten from me to buy drinks at the bar
CHORUS [Kardinal] (Circle crew)
(You're Ghetto)
for clappin', with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster'll dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib
underneath my ride, fortified keep it by my side
M.O.B. until I die, females fall when I pass by
Bring your music down to H-town
(We gon' screw dat)
You
clever lyricist
Hi-see the pearl rabbit never fear a bitch
K and D from 2nd II None my homies from elementary
To the new century
Well, I guess by
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,
inside a two cup
Niggas trynna kill me I grew up with cause I blew up
Told her she can kick it with the gang she ate the crew up
Roxie's got me too numb
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
[Starang]
Starang forever like Wu Tang my crew brings drama
Hangin your ass upside down by ya shoe strings
Smoke tell em how we doin this
H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday yall got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
Im talkin shit they didn't like
Ridin marble
down pop trunk, I'm out that H-town
(Yungstar)
Out H-town, showin surround by sound
Yesterday y'all got mad when I shown nuthin but ground
I'm talkin
somethin' make sure you hear it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin'
Our music keeps you movin' what are you provin'?
You know that I'm two
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
by the gun, die by the gun, I was raised in the 100s
And the number one rule is to hunt or be hunted
2nd Chorus
2x
For Big Folkz I go crazy
For Lil
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Niggas wonder why
You could bring your crew, but we remain true
Motherfucker, still ballin'
Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two
DRANKS keep 'em goin', MANi$H keep 'em cummin'
Know she feelin' me down there She wants some luvin'
Need 2 duplicate myself by the dozen
But u gotta
getting oh so clear
Just Hop of the merry-go
For you can steer
This is h.EcR 2
•Music breakdown•
Just gotta be yourself
Change Your cttitude let that
in the ruins do you want to get chewed up?
shut em down one round when the crew is up
don't pop( 1 2 ) combination get a swift violation
been saved by grace,
You best know my face,
And Don't even bother
When i need my space
I got Zero tolerance
So Know thy place,
CHORUS
Mama papa H, I'm
for your f***** crew
Mama trippin so i had to hold her
And yeah my daddy left but I'm still stand like a soldier
My brother off them drugs and he was
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