Lyrics:
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
gunz me and Dutch coming through
Rock Ruck you and your crew fuck the boys in blue
This be BuckTown around these grounds they don't roam
'cause we
ain't real as us
I hop out the care we gone get them by two
Fishing they back street lookin' for you
Lace up nigga knock him out his boots
You play both
girlfriends
Been in the party bumping on waterbeds
Two by the leg
Two by the head
It's crazy, driving miss dasy
Got white girls going crazy
Damdama, last king
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
make mil a week, I could never live in peace
I be stuck to these streets, hold it down my crew elite
Behind me I got my fleet, they pull up then they
know you was an opp
How I'm posed to stop
Loving
Rather have a sick bitch over a dozen
Yeah Yeah Yeah
I'm so sick of all your lives
Almost had your
Well, I recall the summer 1998
It was the year that we would finally graduate
We packed our bags in and as we pulled into the car, we hit two speed
nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
To introduce the Too Damn type posse to you
I'ma start the introductions
like giant sweet potato pies
Wise, sword shift and I spit on flies
Killing all the tips from studio spies
Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye
Don't
like giant sweet potato pies
Wise, sword shift and I spit on flies
Killing all the tips from studio spies
Head to bed, beddie bye, beddie bye
Don't
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
Verse One:
Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit' cha crew
lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew,
roughneck mannerism,
my life, goddammit let me live my life
We got a two for one special goin on tonight
Fellas who's buying the drinks
It's getting hot in here
Ladies,
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
what they'd say/
Momma watched after me from the window when I would play/
And I'm still doing me til this day/
Okay-ay/
Got me a crew, they should me
adrift
washed ashore their bodies
consumed by nothingness
One by one and two by two
They follow
One by one and two by two
They swallow
One by one and two
Like we say we do
Not just empty words
For a week or two
Make the world
Your priority
Try to live your life
Ecologically
Play a part
In a greater
bitch niggaz think twice before yawnin
on da M.I.A.M.I., niggaz must want to die in my area code 305
Shit be to live, to hot outside, fuck the shades
fake
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
all over the place, is anybody listening?
I don’t know for sure, but them two assholes in the back
Better stop whispering each other sweet nothings
with lames
I done saved niggas lives and put food in they stomach
Broke off and done gave my last blue on the money
Never asked for it back I was cool
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