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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
through every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we ought a cruise right by the state troopers

When I'm
my live niggas hit up at your door, let's go)
(Front to the back door, say) We F'd up!
(Chicago, Philly, San Diego) We F'd up!
(Brooklyn, Saint
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
          Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
          Bitches know
out of sleepers
S to the motherfuckers O to the S to the y'all damned
O to the D to the E F-uck you 'cause we buck you,
Y'all niggaz can't touch us
goin down

Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
Average heads can't handle it
I'll bring it to you live
Only if you want it
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the R MC's
The W-Y-C-L-E-F, Wyclef
ask Cyndi Lauper
Boss, you don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
get the price and eat out it
Ain't no other bitch rowdy like me

S-O, S-O, D-E-F, U.C.K.
Y'all bitch ass niggas disbehave me since the first day
Sex, sex! Freaks, freaks!

'Bout to get nasty in this muh'f..
Where my freaks at? Uh, get live with it
Yeah, uh, let's go

If you wanna f
Put fuckboys on faces, I left my smoke in the house
With some uck faces in the naughty house
And I don't like strangers, so don't bring them round
give a f***

Zoning off one joint
Stop in a limo, hop in the window
Shopping the demo with gun point
A lyricist without a clue
What year is this?
then Hova
Mic like a rover, R.N.F. for life, I told ya
I set off like the bridge is over
A wild nigga who be killin more cats than Villanova
on ya back

[Hook x2]
Yo, what it look like
You got crack what it cook like
You gotta track, what's the hook like
F is off the hook, right
We stole
And get my weed off my family tree that's granddaddy purp
You get found under the ? in the trunk by the bazooka
I'm on the side of the road just like
45th Street, and blaow, blaow, ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, n****

You don't live that, you shouldn't say
the f**** spot
We keepin hot for my n**** fresh up off the block
Now all my people bust a shot BLOW, BLOW, BLOW!
Bus a Bus is back all in your face and I'm
Finda notha crew of n****s that can f*** with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite
I don't wanna live no mo'
Sometimes I hear death knockin at my front do'
I'm livin everyday like a hustle, another drug to juggle;
another day,
try us, you get beat down
The 40 Ounce Crew and Afros is in charge
We N.F.L., that's Niggaz Fuckin large
And we drive big cars
Our entourage, is
and can't hold jobs
I look like I'm wearing a ghillie suit when I'm not
Roll out ghost of Camu on the pegs
Might pedal by the police
Tuff with two F's
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
trigger to a barrel
From the bottom of your heart
'til death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord
Wait a minute who the f*** are you talkin' 2 do you know who I am
I can't believe this this b**** is tryin' 2 gank me
I'll slap you up side yo head wit
Finda notha crew of n****s that can f*** with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and dynamite