Lyrics:
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
Back by popular demand
Dope pound gangsta feel
Want a real DJ, with a OGA
A bitch is a bitch, whether she poor or rich
She still gettin' a gang
wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
In the mix
I wanna hear your
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Bad Boys
Yeah yeah
Come on
In the mix
Baby we can make it
If
the mix, I'm in love with two women
That's word to moms, I got two honeys on my arms
And I don't wanna let none of them go
Don't want to let them go, oh
Dope house shit, trap house shit, hustler shit, we don't lie bout' shit
Cocaine mix, cocaine whip, need you some raw I could get you a brick
Quarter
When we get the motherfucking dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You can't
a menace
When we get the motherf***ing dog in us
Playing them old beats
I'm pouring out some of my beer for my homies
Ready to peel your cap
You
niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass out
When I'm rollin' in a seven deuce glass house
The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get
and PPD's were too rowdy
Some of them started rollin to the ?dotua? parties
My dance group called the Frat Boys was winnin
The parties was live cause General
of me
And disguises we
Analyze them each
And decide if we
Wanna live in society
With all these people that we call friends
And when the hook is gone it
neglected your feelings and mistreated you by not being kind
Cause I did
Did you look back over the two years we spent together and smile, then laugh when
where common sense
Is not common sense
We need a real rapper, but when you say Nas
They think you mean Lil Nas X
And that's not a diss
I don't want to get
of the Mics part two
See the level I’m on he wants to reach this
'Cause when I touch mic I’m the deepest
I’m the strongest, he’s the weakest
I’m on the A-list
(2Pac):
Whatcha gonna do when you get outta jail?
I`m gonna buy me a gun
Then what`s next?
Food and Sex, house parties in the projects
We goin` all
y'all, get busy y'all
Yeah I got my home boy Big O
From The Real Untouchables in the motherfuckin' house
And he gon' kick some shit on the motherfuckin'
(verse one) {:25}
Keep it gangsta why'all, I want to thank you all
Niggas comin' with that bullshit, it's gankin' why'all
We can ride to this kinda shit
I live
Mansion acre got a hunnid M's
Migo my family we got some unity
Believe in loyalty hit you with choppas
Fuck with the quarter be
We got more
friends
See in this game you get schisted I get some niggas that don't like me
See the Ghettos trying to kill me, and the feds want to indict me
On a murder
stopped, that's by any means
I just want the bread like a grocery store section
I'm a run it up, came through with a mob of hecklers, yeah
We worked
than
Two little piles, and rather than bring that one up, we decided to throw
Ours down. That's what we did
Drove back to the church, had
bitch)
When I was 14, I met some dumb motherfucker named Colin
At first we hated each other, then we were like brothers
But shit changes and people too,
started to singin', "I love you!"
Tellin' me things she wanted to do
If I needed some money come to her
Everythin' I want is everythin' I'm worth
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
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