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thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a coke head cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver
My man put the battery in my back,
Straight muthafuckin' ballin'
Part two
Still ballin'
Westside

Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary
are cold like tenants
Tryin' to keep your weight up better eat that spinach
For four twenty-five niggas lives get diminished
The world serious, I'm
woolie thai 
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a coke head cutie pie 
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver 
My man put the battery in my back,
Straight muthafuckin' ballin'
Part two, still ballin'
Westside

Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary
strictly for my niggas
Strictly for my niggas makin' G's

(This is) This is for the critics if you live up
Pick up my shit or I'll be back doin' stickups
comin' for you, and keep it money over bitches

M.O.B., nigga 'cause we mob on you tricks
And you know we keep it money over bitches

I blow you up
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
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
[Verse 2]
Busta Rhymes givin it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah Digga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin it down
What
What?
Nigga, huh?
Huh?
Nigga, what?
What?!
What?
Check!

I'm shootin', flee
Pollutin' you and your niggas, better run from me
Comin
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke woolie thai
I dropped out of Kooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie

Jungle survivor, fuck who's the liver
My
gon' hit yo' ass up. You know where we comin' from 
Death Row BIOTCH hahaha Ay yo Kurupt 
You first to blast nigga and you know how we do it
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
II fuck yo ass up
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son)
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up son) {Wu for life}
I fuck yo ass up (fuck him up!)

Shame
[Verse 2]
Busta Rhymes givin it to y'all niggas so check me out
While I pick up my crew and pick up Rah Digga
I'm talkin 'bout how we be puttin it down
smackin your face and your chest just like a fuckin drumroll nigga
You ain't know me and my crew, we lockin it up
And rubberband stackin dough in
don't hustle then mama don't eat 
I live my life with some thugs I run with killers and G's
tech-nine and Oz's gone off hennessy and weed

Chorus(2
Now I get my wine and dine on, slide on
A dick of a nigga who bust in you to get his shine on
See some real live chicks sippin them mistics
They
nigga to step get deleted by death 
undefeated ain't no thang to put that body to rest 
chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up by the collar. 
Follow
bitch
My crew run wild, snatch chains and bracelets
Your time's wasted for figurin P
Was two sides of me, snake niggas obviously
You get lumped
live and real with a street deal
Automatic causin havoc when I hit
I flip and rip shop I'm on some homicidal shit
Little nigga loco, catchin bodies
live I'm comin back to find you poppy

What y'all niggas wanna do?
Yo we can take it outside
Ya'll niggas want something?
Yo we can take it outside
live I'm comin back to find you poppy

What y'all niggas wanna do?
Yo we can take it outside
Ya'll niggas want something?
Yo we can take it outside
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