Lyrics:
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
crew rebels)
That put you niggas in the dirt (yeah)
Chain with the new bezel (chain with the new bezel)
All my niggas put in work (all my niggas put
I heard your ex was an alcoholic, hurt your feelings and didn't do right by you
Now though I'm puzzled by how that could possibly be true, I must say
and bank them all
Nigga ball 'till you fall motherfucker that's all
Can't none of why'all hang with me putin' in work
Turn this motherfucker up unless you
nigga to step get deleted by death
undefeated ain't no thang to put that body to rest
chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up by the collar.
Follow
crew my nigga
Word up, like never lie, look him in his eye
Especially when he talking, split the pie
If that man put in some work for what you flossing
of yourself
Crabs in a bucket you can tell by the smell
That it feels like a jail
But if you really look then it's not hard to tell
You just pull others down
bodies two by two, ha
Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay)
Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay)
We fuck to fly, she let
To the graveyard"
It's the number one crew in the area!
"Known for sendin' garbage MC's
To the graveyard"
Yo, I got a death wish
That's why I talk so much fuckin'
JA, right up to T-Dot
Pon a level, money, yeah, we only know that
And I don't like when she ah run out
Cah we love live sekkle (she's dirty)
Money
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
the medals in the warfield of respect
Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
Just a ghetto child trying to live a straight and narrow
Hoping that my shit
by the creek while we smoking by da creek
Niggas die for they chain cause flossing ain’t cheap
I see gold on your body, ill lay a nigga down in his
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
blast one by his eardrum
Piss run, you drop thinking you shot
Screaming like a bitch, kicks to your face
Shots to the body that shake like the bass
up for a big pappy
You know I run through crews
I'll lick them grooves
Freak bitches dizzy
That work?
I put in
I put in all day
And you know this
You
Put that money on your coofie like dandruff
Scotty 2 Hotty
Done put the lil' bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Shottys on bodies
Faith without works is dead, and my Jesus is alive
And He's working through the body of Christ
That's why I need you to survive
Many members, we fitily
stranglin' babies
See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP only tactic
But if by chance we kill each other our souls'll go at it
See I'm doggin'
The flame, the hustle, the pain, the redness in my eyes
When the pressure comes down you throw the towel in
But for me and my crew, that's where the work
what the fuck? In the net like a hockey puck. (score!)
Rappers get embarrassed when they see the way that we work
They try hard, they're shamed like fat
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
want a bite of this, everything is cool
You heard what I would do, and the Triple 6 whole fuckin crew
Nigga, live by your rep but I ain't takin shit
a stomp yo crew like a dirty ass rug,
Make em change their mind like a dirty ass bulb,
I'm a make sure that you meet your fate throw the evidence away like
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