Lyrics:
pourin out your hair
Nigga, any f**kin time nigga, any f**kin where
Make 'em bleed is the motto that, I live by
If you f**k with me it's a must you die
over nothing
Can't let a broke a** n***a push my buttons
And I'll be d****d if I get trapped by a runner
Pistol at the party shout out to my brother
F**k
Gone tell you better
Check me out
Fuck some
Baby girl I wanna f**k some
Come to my house
And we can f**k some
Let's smoke and chill and we can
We can
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..k
) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're-back-they're-back!)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Say whut?)
(2-2 Live Crew) (Get-loose-get-loose-now!)
(2 Live Crew) (They're back!)
where i sleep, now give me my key
[Verse 8: N.O.R.E.]
New York get the blood money, dirty cash still sweet
We will blackwall street by the swapmeet with
Platinum chain all a blind dem eye (Eye)
Rolex weh mi wear di price is high (High)
They ain't watchin HBO nuh solve I (I)
Don't f**k with my crew yuh get
Just enough beat to get on down
So, you other rappers listen to mine
You wouldn?t catch short dog rapping nursery rhymes
Call my rap trash, jam
(F**k It)
But that ain't s**t I'm out here goin ham
(F**k It)
Lamb Chop dinners I come straight from Spam
(N***a)
Lamb talk n***a I just scraped my rims
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
Make my own beats, so fk y'all too
And I'm down with the niggas
From the you know who we get to the point
Blaze the joint
Step into the party and holla
I don`t wanna lose my life
I don`t wanna save the world
Don`t wanna be no sacrifice
F**k the liquor f**k them girls
And f**k them other n**g*s lives
N****s out here and we on a mission
Running round tryna get this chicken
F**k n****s playing n****s trippin
I'm tired of telling n****s this sh*t
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
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
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
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
out on his staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicker than syrup from the borough
You get hurt up, Word up, Jammed like Pearl
Knock off from
out on his staff like birds one and two
My crew runs thicker than syrup from the borough
You get hurt up, Word up, Jammed like Pearl
Knock off from
or the street, I out ball y'all
Niggas aint ready, I doubt all y'all
Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all
If it aint for the paper I dont show my face up
Make
Hennessy different
You get ya crew jammed up
I got my blue bands up
I'll put you down when we come in
Contact like this two hand touch
Arsonal puts his hands
swaggie
But my father rich as fuck and all my brothers left the family
We said fuck it bought two houses in Miami
I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
throwed
I'm coming down riding with my partners, fuck a ho
Those hoes be out to get you, for everything
But I'm out there trying to come up and swang
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