Lyrics:
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
cool pics uhn
Pockets, too big uhn
Get drunk like stupid uhn
Get me two chicks uhn
Gotta ball with two chicks uhn
Hotties two chicks uhn
I need like two
the family
We start from the bottom
We hustle for better
When we got no money
We get allergies
I wanna ball in Mercedes
Two seater with hitters
We fucking up
of twins like
Y'all the only two for me
I had to cut her off
Cuz shorty wasn't meant for me
I had to wait it out
I knew we'd ball Eventually
I had to wait it
crew, but you don't race
Hook
You niggas just wanna ball but the pain come before
I find it kinda odd you complain cuz you broke
I stayed up on my
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
Me and my crew got dat muhfuckin' JUICE
2 Pac up on rooftops back in ‘92
Walk it, don’t talk it, just do what it do
You know that we ball, so that
with a ball of chain
A barbarian on paper
Every bars tailored for your Paul Bearer
Allahu Akbar
A battling rap god slash bar maker
Bar Mitzvah glass jaw
We ain't havin that this year
This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean?
And we ain't havin that
[Name] Street live, muthafucka
Hey yo, Rhome,
took a fall
That's how it goes down
Dope fiend still get high
While dope dealers barely get by
You better get your life right
You want to live in
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
niggas pulled pins
Blow up where yo crew live
Throw it up
Throw it up
Throw it up
All my niggas pulled pins blow up where yo crew live
Throw it up
two-three to the four-five
In his prime
I can't deny
Like MJ when he wrote the note
And he said I'm back
And the world was like
Live like Mike
Ball so hard
The Titanic set sail on April 10, 1912, with 2,223 passengers and crew on board. The ship's captain, Edward Smith, was a highly experienced mariner who had been
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
why we roll
two and two, four deep makes a crew
Red Yuk and Num with the sidekick Hennesey
Fuzzy, wuzza, fuzzy, little friend of me
Hitters
laps
We shooting baseball caps
Ran off on the plug
Ain't bring his eight ball back
Yeah ooh, too swagger for two shoes
Empty the corner flu, bossed up
So act tough and live and be the first to get fried
If theres two things i stay its determined and wise
I dont listen to fakes im not concerned with
and dishing over four assists
I admit that he last two years got me pissed
But now I've grown into a leader my crew's got the gist
Of what it's going to take
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
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
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