Lyrics:
and learn
Creative
So what ya gonna do?
Ain't no fading
So what ya gonna do?
Grab the microphone and say a check one two
The kid's solo
Unafraid of any crew
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
I'm drunk off the liquor
Smokin' funk by the boxes, packin' Glocks is
Natural to eat you niggas like chocolates
The funk baby
(I live for
Joe, left by Judy with the booty crew
but they blame the game Suzy with the snooty two (who?)
The Blockout Thugs plus the hoochie crew, shit I keep my
weeks
All food yuh nuh eat and you weight start decrease
You're in 2 deep
So don't be in 2 deep
For you wi' incomplete
When you drop in the streets
You
weeks
All food yuh nuh eat and you weight start decrease
You're in 2 deep
So don't be in 2 deep
For you wi' incomplete
When you drop in the streets
You
Yes i do yes i do
I do my thang
Cuz i only got one life to live
I do my thang
Yes i do yes i do
Verse 2:
I told you that I do what i wanna do
My
shoot they ass up like rifleman
'Cause I never wore a suit made by Dapper Dan
Them punk motherfuckers be hittin' me up
And I hit 'em right back
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
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
you
I know all about the truth
I know all about the truth
Tell me if it's one or two
Tell me exactly how long it's been
So sickening just like
Some some of these niggaz don't know what they in fo when they fuckin with
Some killaz, killaz, killaz, killaz
Drop like this bitch
Drop like this bitch
pt 1 C2
It was a sad sad day, when mix, he went away
The 2 Live Crew would never be the same,
Chibby Chibby Chibby, Leroy and skillet,
Needle drop
and lay down
Slamming hard passing by the schools and the playgrounds
Everybody knows when Short's in town
Cause i keep the beats thumping hella-hard
a wine wine
Verse 2: J-Bo
Yo!
Now turn around and jook
And drop low to the floor
And swing it back like that there you go
Pop the bottle get loose fo ya
do it for the meals
We just wanna put some food on the table don't wanna die before we live
I just wanna rock and pop the bottles with the crew (Crew
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that's where
Daily, Likwit activity
Phil Da Agony causing you total tragedy
My chest is burning from the Hennesy rock
Yo I live to see the enemy drop
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
Hah, everybody knows I'm live (Candela)
Everybody knows I'm fire (Candela)
Go ahead and slip I'll slide
All up in your B-O-D-Y
Babe, don't
They can go and gas on their rap Tracks with their fruity beats
And get distracted by hashtags and All the booty meets
Up to Syd, me n mac be back with
best dust off
Crew got rejected, security checks
Yes we jump fence, the back door gets unlocked
Fire escapist, save a quick rush job
Sneak in half my
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