Lyrics:
pride
We stay alive, ready to ride
[Chorus] - repeat through intro
[Intro: Talib Kweli]
One two, one two yo
Alright.. put it down yo
June 21,
stressed, fiendin' just to hold some heat
I guess it came from all the stories that he heard in the street
I can't explain it, its ill how we used to feel
wanna see me show up at yo house
Yall don't wanna see me don’t pop off at the mouth
Yall don't wanna see me that’s not what you about
[Verse 2]
I stay
with you
Let's go and grab some food
Let's chill by the pool if that's cool with you
I want to chill with you
Let's go and grab some food
Let's chill by
Here I am, send me Lord
I'm gonna go, where no one else will go
We are here to love the ONE
When all is said we run, we want to hear well done
Oh no
the seats in the Maserati
Always keepin my head up in the clouds
Top service on a flight out to Bali
I ain't never worried though
Two live crew sippin Four
of that gangsta funk
Some of that ghetto funk, ha
Call it what you want, just don't forget the G, haha
The motherfuckin' Dogg Pound in the house
Now
The feat not divided, the love is divided
And I just gotta thank God that we got it
Blessed
I don't know what I would do without it
Crew look like we
and be -see-see
Me, Bummy J and the D-A-Z Dillinger and Ruckus
And Kurupt what? We equal fo' bad motherfuckers
You want lumps? We got some, worse
die every day, B, it's all lives for me
We ain't finna go back and forth, we ready to drop some'
Rolls Royce and Bentleys car pullin', we got his
in this, word assortin' this
Probably recording this
Of course kids keepin' they sights upon this
Exclusiveness, like some new type of kicks
We got
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
a lighthouse
Make some diamonds bright now
Think that Imma shine now
At last it's my time like Etta James, this what the grind 'bout
Oh oh oh oh oh, we live by
fat chicks on over
Give em drinks if they're sober
We'll make some noise soon
If she stinks up an odor
Send it to my boys room this is my house
You
you too
You hurt me and made me go through it, but then I did that too
Almost accepted defeat, they all want us to lose
But we both destined to win,
n***** shook up
Police got to search we make
It hard for them to cook us
Go and get that bag all by
Ourselves we gotta push us
B O A B E N T you n*****
'bout the mall
Man I had to order that
Two K's Key and Kell you know
I want all of that tell you how to lead the
Game ima fuckin quarter back
One thing I
flat and that flat is probably Glaucia Pereira's. McMed has been to my house a few times and we used to smoke weed and he'd never pay he was always broke
can see my future clearly
All my opps dead, some of you bitches can't get near me
I'm from that 1800 block but we can't talk about that shit
I got some
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
where I learned the principles
I live by, whether they were cool or unaccepted
To my youngins don’t be out there moving young and reckless
(Hook 3)
And live the hippy life
Even on yo' shitty night
(at least he got some weed)
Yeah maintaining 'til I'm stable and comfy
Middle fangaz to the labels that want
2live crew shit, I rap a lot about new shit
This that country rap tune southern fried funky shit
I am the antithesis or opposite of monkey shit
Eh yo, eh yo, eh yo yo, yo, yo
My son want his back, fuck that
(my shine is beautiful)
It's time right now, you know?
It's like we ain't fuckin with
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