Lyrics:
roll wit' nothin' but them real niggaz (One),
hard to kill niggaz (Two)
Quick-to-grab-the-steel niggaz, (Three)
soldier in the feel niggaz (Four)
Hard
with it i got it im shinning
Vs 2
Bare so much pain in my heart but that W still in my site i since by my dupness some somewhere in the shadows waiting
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, niggas is paid, that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
can bring yo crew (Yea yea)
Fuck em by the two’s if she a nympho too (Yea yea)
Got yo bitch you know, ain’t know she was yo hoe
Take em down three in
and the crew
We got them bandz bandz, nigga we counting blues
We got them bandz bandz, racks on racks times 2
A 100 racks to blow but I never keep it on me
Malcolm-Jamal
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the ball
Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down
Ain't a muthafuckin' crew we can't run
my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Diggin in the Crates crew click my brother
I'm on the mic, Big L is on the other
For those that
minded niggas, Alpha have it positioned
That's opposition, wetttin me competition
Suddenly and outta tha blue and now I see
by myself, by myself
ass in 2
Katana in my hand imma show you what it do
It'll meet ya chest and go right thru
So ya better fuckin run when you see my crew
Show no mercy
No
respect
Ain't the silent type at all, keeps it blunt and direct
So if you're trynna catch up put some hunts in your step
[Verse 2: Mic Anthony]
I
cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
we got the whip riding on two wheelz
Blowing that doja like shorty
Coppin a grip late at night and it's gone by the morning
I am the omen the warning
coming to a reality near you
Revolutionary war part 2 yo
Bitch i'm finna boog, bitch i'm finna boog
Yeah, me and all my crew
Went from military infantry
as Mush
Fly like a Testarossa, my God
Do not attempt to diss me and my squad
Diggin in the Crates crew click my brother
I'm on the mic, Big L is
Thirty two shots to split ya!
It's all about the cash when I'm fuckin' wit' ya!
John could make ya richer!
Fuck the Prince of Bel-Air!
I'm
damn
They in love with the crew, fam
These two freak hoes wanna lick it up
Tell them drop down low then pick it up
Slow it down then speed it up
Clap
anytime we pass through,
(Telephone ring) Hello Poochie Lu,
It come in like mi slam two a di gal dem inna yuh crew,
And by the week fi done mi affi
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
bakin' soda, this home improvement
She bring the .9 by two
I fuck on that ho and came back on her (go)
It look like she went got a new BBL
Oh, now
TakeitBackv2
Like Frederick Douglass
It's time to pick my brain apart
Lookin' at the menu, motherfucker
I'm the mane with art
The patriarch of this
On Me
BRILL feat. Keely Ferguson
(Produced by: csar)
(BRILL)
First I get one drink, maybe buy two,
Sip the third drink, fourth one's on you,
Drink
Here Come The Squad,
Its Time To Get Ghost...
(Shaggy 2 Dope)
If You Wanna Stay You Get Beat By A Pig,
Fuck That Shit Cause' Where I Live,
My Boys Got
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