Lyrics:
Can I live? Can I live?
Yeah, it's me, huh, I know you all seen me
I'm the one who brings the blingin'
Pushin' whips and 22 inch chromes spinnin'
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
body rock
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
you’re the friend of the working man.
(2x)
(Beat Change) V26 Woman 2
And, finally, the Pure Food and Drug Act, passed by Congress
V27 Woman 3
Gave
Pissed? Go to the men's
See two cats, shot two tens
I mean shotting tens in my 12
Can't test me and my on point crew
If you want food come to me
Big top
dawned on me, came strong on me
I belonged with these, niggas thuggin' with me
So I switched crews, started rollin' with the older dudes
Drinkin' brews,
Saturday night live
Saturday night live Saturday night live
Inhale the dope vibes that
Consume you drank and
A two step you can move too
Party all night
One two, one two, one two, mike, check, check, check,
Yeah, one two, yeah, yeah, clear, clear, yeah.
I'm a young ragga brother from the LDN,
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
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
Smackin' suckas silly, a remix
Take two thousand, and seven, or is that eight
(Hanna Barbara)
[Chorus]
Well it's one two three of us, never
up around 2 Pac’s they were all on death row
Yes my brasse ran from the police and the metro’s
And if there’s a little shoot out do like Jhon and get
I'm tripping and Shit
2 thumbs up I'm feeling this bitch
Way 2 Live I'm killing this shit
Way 2 Live I'm killing this shit
Aye what you thought this
with America's #1 DJ, Funkmaster Flex
In collaboration with America's, pardon me, #1 independent rap label, Dipset
And right now I'm accompanied by
in the ruins do you want to get chewed up?
shut em down one round when the crew is up
don't pop( 1 2 ) combination get a swift violation
Deadly kid.. yo!
"C'mon!" "One two!"
"The numba one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Method]
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]
style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*
[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs,
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
cologne
Sippin' on lean out two Styrofoam
I finesse a nigga for that
Cash in the red zone
You ain't never ever live the trap life nigga
You don't know
and Gentlemen
This is your captain speaking
Please fasten your seatbelt
This flight is about to take off
Hey.. live it loud
Live it bold.. live it aloud
Yehey
thug musik
All that's loose leaf my big game
Scrow foul lives snake eyes
Ready with steel at any given time
I'm a kill stone hearted nigga
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