Lyrics:
the ground
Now they ain't making a sound
When we clash, with these cats
Then we gon' leave a dead crew
Like Ash leavin' the cabin in Evil Dead 2
Feeling their
Moving all techie
She wanna text me
But my name and dead ting
Can't be in the same sentence
Three of the guys got bagged
One guy on tag
Two of the case
evens is bossing
My diamonds be wet bitch they flossing
Danm I just got in my zone
Kvng evens is the Kvng of his throne
Why these bitches keep
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
a notch or two or watch my crew murder ya
Yo hold the phone, tone niggas like That's raps are prone
To dissasemble members only who think they're grown
It
My hittas forreal look they don't talk about It
Haters gon feel us I be moving with the killas
Funds for my hitta 40 out the window
You wanna be
Yeah
I Wake Up, Get Fly
Take Pictures? Hell Nah
My crew, 2 Live
Cooking, stir fry
I wake up, too fly
Hotter than July
Wanna kick it, Muay Thai
a few graves
I hit the club and pop a few Spades
I'm gettin' pussy like Uncle Luke in
His 2 Live Crew days
She can't suck this dick again
If she ain't
bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
the snakes, nigga
'Cause the police love to break a nigga
Send 'em upstate 'cause they straight up hate the niggas
So what I do is get a crew of zoo niggas
that they live.
I'm from a city where kids, keep dime sacks by they dick,
Attached with a strap to they hip, steady harassed by the pigs.
Sold coke,
nigga, uhh
(Two by two) Your bucket is clean, you ridin' mean
Pull up at the light on them Spree's (gimme that!)
School Craft wanna jingle your keys
to be
Perfect, disciples, when its survival told by the double edged sword triple,
Six rivals spittin' fire this the real truth bitch, breaking down for
look at my money, like it's not mitunkne yeah yeah
Homie I come from the street, live my life by the rules
If I owe ya I'm gon' get ya, might be ten
Constructed a better unit
But naw i cant do it
Cause they ain't me
Them niggas be going thru it
Cause they ain't P-T
I'm just keeping it so real
That is how i
taboo"
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
We used to rap, now y'all wanna come and get me with a bat?
Y'all must be smokin crack, with Pookie from New Jack
How could y'all
on the waist like a suplex
Everybody's asking they wanna know who's next
Like I'm getting servered at bar by suzette
Mean & clean when I fling on the crew neck
mean Sawyer, ah
Never stoppin 'til this hurts, check the clock and let it turn
I still got brothers that don't be discussin'
'Cause they got their
million dollars so that I can put my crew on
40 and a blunt you can tell that I am 2 on
Droptop Bird, I been riding with the roof gone
We got that paper
floosies (hey hey)
And that's how we do's it
Not the Biancas we choosing
Everybody lose it, listenin to our music
[Verse 2: Big Ben]
And they like, and they
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
but these hoes love my accent
She came up to me and said, "This the number to dial"
If you wanna make it number one, you're number two now
Mix that
The Escrow crew - just ran by
the petro man select don't know who the check go to
[Chorus: Royce]
Round here here.. round here, round here
Round here they
doing it clean
Aye aye aye
You don’t know what it means
Spacey dreams
I’m in a mind of my own do whatever I please
Aye aye aye
You don’t wanna fight with
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