Lyrics:
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
the crew
(Verse 2)
We not chasing hoes they be too choosy
This side hated on we ain’t losing no sleep
Try & get too close Ima need a new piece
Y’all are not
the flight crew in the air
Them pearly gates I make it there
Live this life tell no lie
Tell you nigga's you not that guy
Flight Crew hella racks I've been
Crew
Thought chu knew (Aye)
Stand Tall Carre
Live my life as a squad member
Until the day I die so I ridin' with Carre's Crew
(Stand Tall Carre) Until
black dude having no benz
You talk too much about your things
Send me mobile money make I give you girl
We could teach you how to live like a new man
[Chorus]
The struggle lives hard times, we do or die
My whole crews fly hands high to the sky
So maintain son elevate try to build
But now you're
Well I was born
The year that disco died
And U2 was in high school
Thank the Lord that they survived
Got my first taste, on a Seger 45
And since
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
[Chorus 2X]
By the way, Chris Kinney get thicka for a nigga, c'mon
*Drum beat. . . make you feel the drum beat*
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
of the week, I live by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat
So we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
own two
No crew just see what this Mac-11 gon do
Plenty bodies gon be dropping soon
As I come through
Hop out let it rip head slugs go threw
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
all week
Working harder than the rest for a piece
Live forever ain’t no resting in peace
I told the champ that I would never lose
It’s not just who you
not a game
He getting beat by the whole city but he still on live screaming gang
Juvie you know that shii a shame
These n***** doing anything for
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, niggas is paid, that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
to an interview
I'm smoking on dope take a hit or two
You know we on go we hop in the coupe
You not in the loop, you so out of it
What you finna do, you ain't bout
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
We be the crew that presents to the wicked instrumental
Damaging your mental from here to Sacramento
This here groove was made for vintage
We All Gonna Die
Don't Live in Fear
Chase the Money
Never Live in Tears
Came From the hood
I Roll Up with D Crew
Rahmanjago
We Came From the Street
to do."
(Verse 1)
Like sand through the hourglass
So are the days of our lives
And for that lie, only we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come
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