Lyrics:
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
Yeah
I Wake Up, Get Fly
Take Pictures? Hell Nah
My crew, 2 Live
Cooking, stir fry
I wake up, too fly
Hotter than July
Wanna kick it, Muay Thai
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
someone trying to scheme
That's why I stay low like your bitch self esteem
I want to live by the code
Made by G's pass down when I'm old
On how to move
bond
Test the crew with the guns and let's get this shit on
Why, must I be like that? Why, must I pack the gat?
On my left, niggaz be rollin with
Nite, yeah
Ayo kid, for years I've been into rap
Writing funky rhymes to get my name on the map
And by now I know I'm hitting
'Cause I say a rhyme
down
And drag them out
And there ain't doubt
Yo, ya know what I'm about
So, I give a shout out
To all my homies and crew
And if ya'll ain't down
I want
could go in a cage and
Fight and knock out Kimble Slice
I live by the gun, die by the gun
Just to get closer to heaven with
Pimp C and Big Pun
This is
guys
I'm flawless and pass by, too lawless
But act right you bore us
With my might no wonder I
Got these simps for me
Ain't that right, V!CE? Different
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
of activity is governed by the wishes of somebody else
Them niggas wanna see me runnin', they know I won't
They say misery loves company, no, I don't
Ain't
(KE on the track)
No Ceilings
Okay
I got this chrome on this Bugatti
I'm strong in this Bugatti
2 V8's ain't no such thing as driving calm in
with the crew nah it ain't you and I nah
Blue I'm feeling sky whoa true I'm blue oh I oh
BabyBlue baby baby baby BabyBlue yeah
BabyBlue baby baby
my boarding house
My apartment it's in 2nd floor
[Chorus:]
I ain't going anywhere
Who's gon' take my crew
I ain't gon' let it toast
I'm gon' take my
If you don't like me, I ain't feelin' your ass neither (ha ha)
I need a true diva, pushin' a two-seater (yea)
That's alright, let my wife, my crew
the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews
Stack bills on bills 'til my backyards got
We are here to tell the world just who we are
Shocking female (MC's), shocking female (MC's) (Repeat 2x)
Verse 1: Phife
No need for, introductions,
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
They coming one by one two by two
Bring your friends and I’ll bring my crew
We can all have a party yeah
One big party yeah
They coming one by one
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
the Lakers
I'm cool with eses who got AK's in cases
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
I'm not a DJ's DJ
Not an MC's MC, bar none (ay)
I am your
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