Lyrics:
on crews
And I, paid my deuce from scramblin blues
And I, laid my rules from cookin these fools
And these, fucked up time in seventy-two's
And I, learned
the song
So see-H-P short for Cypress Hill Production
Made a little noise cause the crew was sayin somethin
People have the nerve to take me for a gangsta
slidin' you somethin' fierce
You ain't gotta go home but you gotta get the fuck outta here
I ain't got to tell homeboy he know that
This is 'Matrix
Coffee Brown
Get to know me, the man, the person
So by the time I'm on my fifth album
You should understand the first one
It's non-fiction, you deny you
fakers acting like they gon' shoot somethin
The coupe that I copped the other day was 2 somethin
If I mash on the gas that bitch go bout 2 somethin
Young
We're live in five, four, three, two, one!
Welcome everybody, you are "live in the den"
With big tigger hangin' out today with one of my friends
fakers acting like they gon' shoot somethin
The coupe that I copped the other day was 2 somethin'
If I mash on the gas that b**** go 'bout 2 somethin
I'm with' your daddy gettin' nasty like the 2 Live Crew
Word to Stevie, they can't see me like "Do I Do" (see me)
And if you cross me, I won't
to do? (yeah)
What I'm supposed to do? (huh?)
What I'm supposed to do? (yeah)
I'm surrounded by all these bad bitches, but I only want two (two)
I'm
New York City, we piss in it, we live in it
We die, we all take shits in it
[Kool Keith]
There's a million albums out there with that opera
Shells (Rd. 1)
If it's beef tell me Jin, why keep it to yourself
I keep somethin' around my waist like a wrestler's belt
And since you pressed for
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
weed spots, the two hot Glocks
HAH, that's how I got the weed spot
I shot dread in the head
Took the bread and the lamb spread
Lil' Gotti got the shotty
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
[Dmx]
Unghh!!! My nigga said it!!
Niggas'll get it! That's the rule!
I'm 'bout to break money off - a - li'l somethin', pass the food!
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
lil' chrome stuck bitch
Who made that car? I never
Seen that on the streets
We were in the Vibe magazine
Baby got thirty-two gold teeth
Me and my dogs
One, two
Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga
Tell them boys where you came from, nigga
Tell them boys why I stay up late
Tryna say, tryna say, tryna
actin' like they chill like my neck
But these "snowmen" swag some dumb shit like the crew-sweater-neck
Chinks could be blinded by the floss so specs is
Get the club all hot than a mug
Imma need a lil somethin’ cool me off (Yeah)
Double cup with a couple cubes (Two)
Goin’ up, Louie comin’ through (Woo!)
BDP, short for Boogie Down Productions
Made a little noise 'cause the crew was sayin' somethin'
People have the nerve to take me for a gangster
divide
That's one every let's say two, two of them shits was due
One was "nah", The other was "Illmatic"
That's a one hot album every ten year average
my crew tight enough (ah)
Give me the time, I'm writin' up (uh, yeah)
It stands out on the highway
Like a creature from another time
Hold me by
wanna get fucked up (what you say? What you say?)
I popped by the ice cream shop top cop somethin', pop somethin'
Ya heard me? Where's Serv-B? Nigga,
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