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Over Yamela's crib while his old girl was at work
Bust a spoolie on the spread, but still have some on your shirt
I'm out with my crew, ain't
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
Chorus
Rock ya body, mic check 1,2 cuz it ain`t a party until my crew run through
Shake somebody, show me watcha can do, like oooh oooh
Rock ya
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Rock ya body, mic check 1,2 'cause it ain't a party until my crew run through
Shake somebody, show me watcha can do, like oh ooh
Rock ya body, mic
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Equipped with the tools, to work just like a mule
to put my kids through school
Live by my number one rule, got to support my crew
I’ve got nothin’ to lose,
Flex that beast mode
Bout time I applied pressure
Man 2 man or zone, nobody does it better
Calling all challengers, silenced from the silencer
This
wit much as I blew up yo car
Leave yo body all ripped and blown
Like K-Roc hittin that Abatrois
Bodybags in front of yo street
Blown out skulls
Chorus: Notorious B.I.G. (repeat 2X)
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle,
ain’t stopping
We gone keep it going
Let me see ya
1 2 3
I’m bringing the crew with me
Snapping for the camera
They never know
What to do
the crew in unison
Favored by God, just so you know, I keep that heater tucked
Hedge of that protection round me, so there ain't no need to run
I just caught
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Bitches and thugs, spit game and throw slugs
It's the Ruler, live by, take it in blood
Cuz it's the J to the A to the death nigga what
Don't get it fucked
I execute this rebuke, good master
He said, these cometh not out, but by prayer and fasting
Like, one, two, three, four, five, knock a demon down
but family do up most
Don't try playin' me cause that's gone leave yo body outlined
I pull up on uncles daddies brothers if it's bout mine
Now you wanna
you hold it
Ain't nobody out here that I do trust
I'm the elephant in the room with the two tusks
Everybody actin like they too tough
Watch em all fade
no body else
Respect is a certain status that you gotta' gain
The plan to maintain is overlooked by the fame
No job in the basement ya people too
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
strolled through fields of dew|I do not know of dust to dust|I live from breath to breath|I live to climb that mountain|To the Fountain of Lamneth||[II
during the talk?
Note, that each flaw has two ways to walk
For instance, when someone says an awkward joke at work
You can think this person is acting
[Chorus]
5-1-0 and 2-1-3 is you a baller or a G?
Ha ha ha.
To thug or not to thug?
To G or not to G?
See that's the question.
Every time
chased me to the crib
That's how it is on the south side
All day sling cane, sell hoes gang bang ok
How we live on south side
You could catch a body
I just poed a fo up in my 7 up
With this Sticky in my blunt and this cup like mud
That's how I live my life
Work hard then play all night
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