Lyrics:
degree (uh-huh uh-huh)
Yo yo
You bout to be another dead rapper but who know
Maybe its us, maybe its them other crews
We'll see, til then
All I know
we roll
First class cribs
First class rides
Big ass honey sitting by my side
First class honeys want to roll with me
Cause Jamaican thugs
to you I bet it sting
You wanna ride it your hide is divided
By my 2 thumbs ?, I murder it when I get inside it
Hit it till you get it, then get
I'm the hood Live Nation
I'm not a good boy, baby
I fuck her like a rude boy, baby
And If ever I throw this at you, better catch it like you knew Tom
love to break a nigga
Send 'em upstate 'cause they
Straight-up hate the niggas
So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas
Straight fools into rules and do
I had a partner named Courtney
Dead, pulled by a van, blood gone from his head
I had another partner named Terry
Dead, he tried to flee the scene
Intro
Come on
I go by the name of Dee Shy
This is your girl
I'm down with my crew BLAK PROPHETZ AND DME
AND MY HOME GIRL ANNETTE BEE
I'VE GOT
worthless our lives are to the justice system
I struggle, to explain the situation to my son, it's hard
[Verse Two]
N****z with knowledge is more
Lost Smoke and I lost Tyroc
An Bugatti just got free
Turned around n lost two nieces
Shit had the hole crew tweaking
Bro lost his mind but then he had
Got the apple of my eye now my head to the sky for the piece of the pie
Lil' mama don't cry if I die, live life, I'm just tryina live mine
I remember
call
Like Ringtone
Yeah, that's the doctor's assistant
He's saying "what's the condition?"
We know there's two hearts in there
But only one of ‘em's
Verse 1:
Never seen a nigga come from the mud this clean/ you boy be superb money making supreme/ if your grind is essential then you can live out your
You're listening to the sounds of the BBCC
Bad Boy Chiller Crew
My love for you will never end (will never end)
You'll always be a part of me
with those
Of homesick sailors as they weep
Lives cut short by tragedy
Some had just begun
Cherry blossoms on the waves
Husbands, fathers, sons
As for
affi dead a mi nuh give a hoot
Bury Dem and plant a tree Pon top
Tun Dem Ina root
Drum a carry 100
So mi page Dem bout 2:50
By 3 o clock mi shell di
Wishing for them live shows
Where everyone inside knows
This is how the mind, soul, body reconnect
Much respect to the crews who break a neck
I'm only 5'4
bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya fagots into
death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
[Chorus: Cutty Cartel]
No I don't like calamari by and no I don't eat caviar
But you might catch me exquisit at the bar
You're the finest that I seen thus
I didn't do, I'm still thuggin with the crew
Because once you snitch then you threw but if you hustle then you true
Would you live for this shit?
hot, turn into Fort Knox (bitch know)
It's Ice Cube comin' straight from the gutter
Westcoast Don, you fags undastata (?)
[Jayo] (verse two) {:59}
on your worst day
Live it like the first day I'm Antwan Andre
Or General Patton if you know bout Purple Ribbon or Got Purp
I, I be on that kryptonite
hot from the start
Off the chart it'll Still live on continue to run this marathon
They could separate us by place, they could separate us by time
We
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