Lyrics:
But that don't mean you are hot and clean
I just want vodka and something
I'm getting cross with you, honey
What is the use of this happiness, huh?
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
down to two niggas
I want both of em
Now this a story of a kid at the park playing with buddies
With some boys
As a crew yeah
You can tell they all
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
don't want to fuckk with my partners
Motion, commotion, what's your proposal
Uphold two-fold, the crew is disposal
Like utensil, false idental
I
Judas who's like Jesus haaaah
I'm tryna be Enoch haaaan
This flow so sweet like pecan haaan
This might need a remix haaaan
This good news
This Ephesians
cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y'all
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, niggas 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
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
My only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
And make every man in your crew deny that he
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
Say, this is the realist shit I ever wrote or I said
Wake up with it everyday and take it with me to bed
Hurting my heart and hanging over my head
this the life, life is high
Sky is the limit, watch when we fly
We gone make everybody wanna move over
Days of our lives, we gon takeover
The allure
Dear Tom, I wanted to put this out there but scrapped it so many times
Tried to remix Dear Rappers but 'cided no, first song I discovered was
I Hate
and rollin mad trees
Paranoid on point and now I see who's who
This thing was fake ones outta the immediate crew
Life I take one if you jeopardise my do
motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Do the ladies run this motherfucker?
(Hell yeah)
Put it down for the bitches all across the map
All the real live bitches all across
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
knows this
So 1 2 3 4, for whom the bell is tolling
I'm rolling with Umdada and I'm um holding my swollen
And doing the project dance from back in
the five-seven, chunky and short
Bagging dope up in the backseat, your packages walk
Holding my girl wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, live in
a scribbler or a scavenger, eatin the place
You're greedy and feedin your face, cause you're needin a taste
of this niceness, but my advice is don't imitate
my
Insanity
[Amidst my] Reality
[I'm inside] The gallery
[Don't live by] The salary
[This is my] Insanity
[Amidst my] Reality
[I'm inside] The gallery
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
it just 2 flex
I'm ma spit it till my death
Till I'm running out of breath
Legendary on the mic fam
This is Makaveli in the flesh
I remember working
DELIVERED BY c MEMBER OF THE YOUNG CREW:
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) ”The ghetto is real son, filled with nothing but guns, drugs and buns; (2) Never seen a little
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