Lyrics:
ties is tied-up
I'd rather sell coke, no bargain
Tough like a Hummer, fly like a Maybach
Spot runner, clap you in a gun shop, one up
Fuck about
"but it's a herut-likwit crew connection"(sample) 2x
[defari]
Don't regret it, you had your chance and couldn't set it
You hear me rhyme and try
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
B.G.:
You fucking with the B.G., you fucking with the whole crew
Young Turk:
I feel like niggaz trying to size me up
I feel like niggaz trying to bust me
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
The covid pandemic
Destroying peoples lives
Engineered economic depression
Global coup detat
Red zones, the facemask, social distancing
The closing
don't stop
Mad Aceyalone, no you just don't stop
To the Old World Chaos, you just don't stop
To the Liquid Crew, and the Barber Shop
It's like that
while I scoop her
The Soopafly, Jimmy fly Snooka rips the roof off
Then hook off on your crew, to the check of one to two
It's you, who? Redman with
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
time to ball
Couple hundred for my boxer drawers
Young nigga used to shop at Ross
First to shoot when it's poppin' off
Couple times, a nigga almost
2 Live
Crew I
Labor over every little nuance
So if you gotta leave in the morning then love me two times
I don't even have to run game if I want it
I
We go wow, ba-da-da-dow-da-dah-ow
Either stand tall, just sit the fuck down
All the way from the 2-1-5th to Bucktown
Brace yourself, it's about
We would shop we would shop we would shop until we drop
New kicks new fits sterling silver wrist watch
Back then with the crew two hundred for a shoe
set up shop with mixed rocks that’ll upset rookies (fuck outta here)
Imagine me crying over pussy (imagine that)
You in bed with your wife duke you live
to shop right
Gimme two meals and the lights on
I'mma do right, get a new crew
Make a new life, never boo hoo
Never lose sight, I'm true dude
With
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
Dropped two hundred so they really know the difference
I'm goin' over the limit, we never pose for pictures, motherfucker
Live from the block, we came
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
I send two niggas back up top, and come back
We chop up rock, by midnight, we open up shop
It's four in the mornin', we on the block creepin'
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
against us
Now they taking loss
Only high octane is what I keep in da tank
Wit a sound system by Groot that got magnificent range
We got ladies in the crew
two, she bustin Down tonight, I put that on the Crew
Popped a pill so I can feel it too
I'm smokin glue, sipping Something purple outta double Duces
Baby
spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood
Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up
from me
Then he gon get it somewhere else
Sometimes I would if I was somewhere else
Me and my man on the corner with two crates
Picture us rollin,
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