Lyrics:
loving my style (She love it)
I got a tooly with me with a silencer on it so it don't make a sound (Shhh)
Pew she loving the crew
I need a crib by the lake
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz?
that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz?
the reefer, you can have the hookah
Versace, Medusa, I probably abuse it
Around me, my crew
Your bitch probably throw two up
Party with bitches that throw
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,
ya
cll this money ya gave me the blues now hey
Oh yuh what it do now
She want roll with the crew but I need two now (Hey)
Bring yo friend bed time
thought at night that comforts me is starving whoever's hunting me
Shit, lucky me, to be rich in a world where nothing's free
And separated from hell by
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
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]
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
slang I use
breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews. (2X)
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2 unhh............ 1-2-1-2 mic check
speak
Living life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by the pool
Considered a fool 'cause I dropped
Out
that got the shorties in the smash)
Take one (take two) We comin through for your crew
(Who are you?) Talkin about you man (you can't Wu)
But you
North Shore, getting tatted by Tai
Turtle Bay at the beach enjoying climatical vibes
RAW extendo papers that look like a javelin fly
Two indicas so they
stop playin' nigga, pass that lighter
My niggas, he got hundreds, we got hundreds
My niggas, half a B, we got money
My niggas, 2 Live Crew, shawty get
Choppin' a bitch my crew hit then they slide
Know I live by the trap and the rules I abide
I won’t touch on a thot keep my girl by my side
If you
bel air
I live by the day
So I ain’t never gon fear
You niggas that’s acting all queer
I want a wraith
Pull up yo bitch gunna stare
I’m making her wet
off in this bitch
No ceilings fuck ha, now we do what we do
And I go by Witty we record as a crew
Gonna stay here all night past
A quarter to two
And if
check two
I gotta rhyme for you
And we layin' it down
With four turntables, foo
Two microphones
So let it be known
That smoke's being blown
While
I look Lil mama in her eyes like what you tryin' to do
I could've stayed out with the crew but shit I'm here with you
Up in your crib sipping '42
buy, won't stand by
And let a nigga do his dues
Fuck these hoes, get this bread, rep the crew, the
[Chorus - repeat 2x]
R - realest niggas puttin it
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s is paid - that's just how it is
When my time is up, I'm a be out, but I'm a try to live
to pound
Feel the beat and obey the raw sound
We give ourselves two lives and we can't get enough
No we won't get enough
We are the stains in black
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