Lyrics:
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
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
busy doin NUTTIN
[Chorus: BizMarkie's crew and the Diabolical]
B.D.N., B.D.N., be (repeat 2X)
You're busy doin NUTTIN
B.D.N., B.D.N., be (repeat
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
I'm way too charged, live like a star (Shee)
Live like I is, you not up to par (Huh)
"Survey said", who raising the bar? (Brr)
This for my ninjas you
Gee
The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one, my life begun
At the age of two I was doin' the do
At the age of three, it was you
me down
I knowing that my crew arrive
We gon' see who be the last alive
While we creep all over the place
Looking for space
In case, see him,
ain't to be held, who could hold me?
Hoes try to console me, rec' exec's want to own me
Damned if I die slowly, drugged out broke and lonely
Like so
get two tries
Die if you try to
You trippin' like a gangsta that's
Piru wearin' sky blue
I know a guy who hand missin'
Before a gram of rock to use
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
to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo, Rampage
[Rampage]
Aeiyo, I see them
Look
I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed
Way up, I feel blessed
Straight up
Look, I live the life I deserve, blessed
Fuck a vacay, I feel
strictly for my niggas
Strictly for my niggas makin' G's (this is)
This is for the critics if you live up
Pick up my shit or I'll be back doin' stickups
out the roof
Who ya crew? Who ya gang? Who is you?
Skip to my lou
You can't hang if you won't shoot
What happen in the booth stays in the booth
We know
my muthafuckin' crew
I'm a be makin' all them deals you wanna do
I'm a be up in that maylist flicks
Doin' 100 flips, and I'm a be
Sippin' on drinks
Yeah, check it
Yo yeah I smoke weed now I don't give a fuck
And I also tote guns in case my dram pop up
It's crew love I spit two at every few
on a creep
I think I need to prayer to Lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga about to fry my head
My crew burst into a rage
Spliff lifted this nigga, putting two
rapper
Who swears he's makin' records
That's what they said whenever
I would walk by i never tripped though
Always kept my head up high
Eventually I knew
asbestos, spraying rhymes like aspesticides
Best to step aside, realize who the best is
[Lilscienz]
One two, one two
The Scienz of Life, we ?X? to New Jeru
sacrifices
Now Im doin' What I Love
Took a lot of time
Fought all the pain
All From Above
Now Im doin' What I Love
MC By Day
Rad Tech by Night
Struggled
lit
Guess who's coming to dinner?
Andre 3000 and Hank the Third, go figure
I've got two stand-up jetskis, a top pedigree horse, just to pet and feed
figures
Oooh, what can you do
When you can't trust your crew, time to bust out the wenty-two
Boo-yaow! Ran out of weed, so I'm sippin'
On this Hennesey,
The injustice will not prevail
You hear me?
Feel me?
Felt me?
Help me!
Tell me, who do we run to when there’s no one by my side?
Tell me, where we supposed to go
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