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2 Live Crew's Greatest Hits (2 Live Crew) · Original 2 Live Crew (2 Live Crew) · 2 Live Crew Is What We Are (2 Live Crew) · 2 Live Crew's Greatest Hits [Video] (2 Live Crew) · 2 Live Crew's Greatest Hits [Clean] (2 Live Crew) · Hate Crew Deathroll [Bonus Tracks] (Children of Bodom) · The Love Bomb Crew Theme (Michelli) · New York Crew (Judge) · Crew (7 Seconds) · Wreckin' Crew [Bonus Tracks] (The Meteors) – and 90 other albums »


the day I die!

Chorus:
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say-whut-say-whut?)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2 Live Crew
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
niggas in the yard up north 
with long swords, ready for war, who paid cost 
and take ya life lost, never found again boss 
A job well done, relax,
whip 
You catch quick those who catch it most don't last it down on Doogan 
They rollin' two deep, so they ain't too sleep and crews creep but they
from town 
Papa was a driller on a wildcat crew and my mama never was around 
I learn to cuss when I was two and fight when I was three 
And by
free
I live my life in tha fast lane
Got police chasen me
To my niggas from old blocks
From old crews
Niggas that guided me through
Back in tha old
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew 
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid
Only make moves when ya heart's in it
And live
your toast
By your third year in you, forgotten by most
Niggaz wife cut them out of they life, niggaz don't write
Friends actin' like they don't be
bottles of gin incase I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die, we outlaws let me ride

Until I get free
I live my life
incase I don't get in
Tell all my people I'm a Ridah
Nobody cries when we die, we outlaws let me ride

Until I get free
I live my life in the fast
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed

Ah one two
houses worth 2.2
Pool parties beautiful view
You made it in life, Forbes Magazine style baggy jeans style
Pass the green while hoes wit' meanwhile
won't stand by
And let a n**** do his dues
F*** these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest n****s puttin it down
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus: x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Oh,
won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the

[Chorus:Repeat x2]
Are, realest niggas puttin it down
Verse One:

Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit' cha crew
 lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew,
roughneck mannerism,
the fake, blaow!
Why you punch me in my face, stay in ya place
Play ya position, here come my intuition
Go in this nigga pocket
Rob him while his friends
money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid
Only make moves when ya heart's in it
And live
money in my moms hand
Get my daughter this college plan, so she don't need no man
Stay far from timid
Only make moves when ya heart's in it
And live
[Louis Logic]
Whatcha think cause ya neck and ya wrist go bling
That ya shit don't stink? Faggot asses doin' the Sisqo thing in a thong
y'all ain't
up just like a actress 
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done 
And dick ya down in front of everyone 
Bitch niggas ain't got
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch 
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein 
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique. 
We
fuckin with nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone

My whole crew lives illegal
live 
I socialize with the wise 
Underprivileged spiritually deprived 
At times in the flesh 
Airwaves getting checked 
The vibe is energized by