Lyrics:
You know we had to do a remix, right? (Yessir)
Hood anthem, let's go
Gettin', gettin', gettin' (Xcel)
Gettin', gettin', gettin'
I was gettin
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
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy](girl)
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin' faster than +Flo-Jo+
Floatin' through the 3 by 4
Rim cocked to my
' it!) We gettin' it
Just so you could start!
Gettin' it
[After every line in verse]
[Verse 2: Chingy (girl)]
Breakin' niggaz wit the flow
Movin'
' rich, homie we gettin' by
Feel me
Homie we gettin' money, homie we gettin' high
Homie we gettin' women, homie we gettin' fly
Do this with no effort,
hitman I want you dead ya crew dead
If I go in my bag like you did blllllllat!
I'll air this bitch out and
That's on my two kids
Truth is, this not gon' go
Nice, and Freaky Tai
Music Makes Me High
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig Nice,
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
the mall
I ball like Kobe, better yet Paul Gasol
Nigga already know it's me high, I be fly
I swear that I'm a trouble man like TI
I'll show you how we die if
or Die keep head to the sky
Belo - zero gonna get me by, keep on gettin me high so high
Hindin house, P.D., like I (?) your momma, I'm a really
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
cab Abdul and I gettin' high
9 1 7 roamin' long distance
Busta Rhyme come and gimme some assistance
Floss I see millions with my affilians
My money
can't use dem food stamps
Other crews like to sample and mix
But our crew, we just play that shit
Live, drums, bass, keys
Niggas don't like it, you
Lu, Spig Nice, and Freaky Tai
Music Makes Me High
1 for the money
2 for the Lie
3 for my peoples in the struggle gettin by
4 my Fam Lu, Spig
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
cab Abdul and I gettin' high
9-1-7 roamin' long distance
Busta Ryhme come and gimme some asistance
Floss I see millions with my affilians
My money
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
ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin'
ever could be
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin'
Well nigga roll me a mic
and let me smoke it til' I'm high
if you ever seen me rock
then you know that I-
live and die for
the things I do
you'll die dancin'
Dark, gliding shapes that violate every law of nature
Buy 'em or die a thousand deaths
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, boyz
back behind black gettin' blowed
Full of high dro and you can smell it on my clothes
Man I live up in B.R, I'ma die up in B.R
I got shit to do today
high
Gettin by
Livin' life
Like if you won't ever
Die Da da
It's only today
Tomorrows too late
We all on our way
To the star dust
From dust we all came
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