Lyrics:
that I'm a nigga who don't handle biz
We live by the trig, we die by the trig
Evidently, you done made a weak, freak move
I break crews goin' chop
if your purpose
Is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it
Is you just doin' the minimum?
Used to get fifty views
Now they need Peggy's momentum
9 and WB
Who 'Yes Massa' on TV
What ever happened to Wheezy? The Redd Foxx's?
Never got Emmy's but were real to me
Let's hear it, two for
me as crazy
As the world was over this whole Y2K thing
And by the way, N'Sync, why do they sing?
Am I the only one who realizes they stink?
Should
know me but ion know who that
N****s been hating I already knew that
8 Hunnid block you know where the crew at
Me and my n****s don't lack
Send two shots
page from Bris
He told me he saw Sean and two chicks followed by four whips
Somewhere in the Florida sticks
It's a set up
Tell the crew to keep their
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
listenin'
They listen to this they listenin'
They listen to this they know who we are
They know where we live
They listenin' they listen to this
They
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
like Rolento
Did you win if your purpose is just perfect potential?
Did you live up to it, is you just doin' the minimum?
Used to get fifty views, now
it
I be up all night, whole crew's in here
'Cause I don't really know who I'ma lose this year
Aww, man I love my team
Man I love my team, I would
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
keep doin this
[Fat Joe] Gangsta
[Verse 1: Fat Joe]
Yo! We leak heat on the streets, still they doubted it
When I could easily eat any emcee who think
entertainment
What is it when niggaz heads gettin covered with blankets?
It's just a one-eight-seven on your motherfuckin crew
I'll have your brains doin
Meanwhile, she out, doin' the same thing now
Nightmares from your dream gal make ya scream out
Some people really (still dreamin')
Some people really
in the game, my brothers
Who are out there doin? what they feel they've got to do
I wanna ask you one favor, let's let the young kids 10, 11, 12 years
(oh yea) who who
(who you) who who (if you don't recognize).
Who (who) who (oh oh) who who (who) who who.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah you got the crib of ya
(oh yea) who who (who you) who who (if you don't recognize). Who (who) who (oh oh) who who (who) who who.
[Verse 2:]
Yeah you got the crib of ya dreams
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
buck make space now
The crew and luck we juiced up
So we understand live it up
From city buck gotta get it now
Hey hey I don't play
When it comes
2x]
[Verse 3]
(Who) roll up the bud (Who) saying it loud
(Who) work in the mud (Who) play in the cloud
(Who) live in the stars (Who) loving his style
as long as you keep
Swaying to another crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's
Simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm
Tryin' to live
[Chorus: Cutty Cartel]
No I don't like calamari by and no I don't eat caviar
But you might catch me exquisit at the bar
You're the finest that I seen thus
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