Lyrics:
partnas, fuck a hoe
Those hoes out to get ya for everything
But I'm out there tryin to come up and swang
Or chop up on some blades
I keep a tight fade
peace
I'm shooting up your album release
Baggin' bricks with your niece
Come and get you a piece
I'm taking responsibility for
The murder increase, it's
kinda throwed
Im comin down ridin with my partnas, fuck a hoe
Those hoes out to get ya for everything
But Im out there tryin to come up and swang
Or chop
the castro
Im coming through on your wack crew
What you gonna do
Cormega pick the mic come through
Ay yo I get mines
Well enough to be considered big time
My
Uh, to the top dog
Get 2getha, Hi-see, get 2getha AMG
Get 2getha, 2nd II None, get 2getha again
Everybody wanna know where we been, what we
the baddest bitch gay y'all
Like stacy, damn, she was eatin' tracy's ass
At this other lady's pad
To get it on I had to call up desert storm
My cut-throats scar
humming
You shoulda seen it coming
I blew the crew up
But I weren't the one that grew the crew up
Certain manna knew I had two up
But don't try flip
ain't slammin and the deejay ain't def
I snatch the needle up off the record and send somebody to get Jeff
(Oh yeah!) when Jeff comes back with his
The Heights man!)
Yeah, and I live
(Word up, come on man)
'race Avenue
(Oh, what?)
'race Avenue, Hundred Terrace Avenue
(Stop jokin, the El Dorados, nigga
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
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
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
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'
Tragedy, MC Shan and the whole crew, you know how that go
Marley Marl, and my man Big Bo locked up in the piece
And my man Drawz, you know
(Big Mayo
fucking show him off to me, I'll have a word with him... tell my band to come up
here when I ain't ready!" So, we get on stage, as I said, ten minutes early
you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper
Now what is a MC if he can't flow
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro
We don't give a fuck if you down wit
Don't ever do that I run with two macs
And plus my crew back my every move
I choose givin' crews the blues
I'm open off the Damey
Obey me or get sprayed
You’re still struggling to get
Up on the C-list chop Devilman into pieces
I’m a showerman, you’re a penis
And your whole crew stink like faeces
Well now
die, you know?
But it ain't how I live while I'm here, it's how I live when I leave, ya dig?
(Life's ups and downs, they come and go)
But when I
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
Y’all must not know who I am
I don't get to the spot till 2 AM
Don’t be mad, lil' mama, cuz you not in
E'r'r'body wanna roll with the crew I’m in
They
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
code
Nigga Rule number 1
Never tell em how you Come
When you see the Opp's, Nigga Buss
Rule number 2
Never switch up on the crew
Keep it A hundred
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