Lyrics:
the chronic by the tree
"I love it when you call me big poppa"
Throw your hands in the air, if you'se a true player
"I love it when you call me big pop-pa"
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Can't touch my crew cause my crew's the best
Snapchat selfies 2 show our success
No strife, everybody feeling alright
Cause 2nite we celebrate LIFE
and the styles to blame
[Chorus]
They call me 2-na
As in Fish in sea
Self efficiency
That's my mission see
Got me wishing we all
Could've puffed
I got the chronic by the tree, 'cause
(I love it when you call me Big Poppa)
Throw your hands in the air, if you's a true player
(I love it when
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
for ya
I get the Lord to come through
Blow the whistle for me
I'ma call her come out like one, two
He don't never miss
Watch him chop it down like Kung
Uh huh
Jones
Dipset
Birdgang b*tch
You know what it is
When you see me two twelvin' you homie
You f**k n*ggas keep triple ninin', have some integrity
the Dough
Two two two two for the Show
Three three three three for the Hoes
Four four four four Let’s Go!
Pull up in a Rari
Shawty call me daddy
Balling
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
and your crews are dykes
I was born to be what I'm goin' to be
Raindrops on me like a storm on me (raindrops)
She lickin' my charm but I'm on the heat
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
A Party and Cinema Two
Gi' me you number, phone call no limit at you
Like a swing song, cocky me a swing it at you
A no stone, naturally me fling it
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rode
means that be was
Born.. as a creative, cut king
Supreme poet, inferior to nothing
Call me the teacher, since I'm the one who taught you
(What's
love is the law that we live by
Day by day I wonder why my shorty had to die
I reminice over my ghetto princess everyday
Give it up for my shorty
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you live check-to-check
If you don't move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
name was Anheusur Brewery
And hittin bush by the duece
Like Jesus created two of me
Haters they make me famous
So I'm deservin an Oscar
Walkin by
me Iʼll prove it
Cause its two steps forward then itʼs one step back
I was raised by the streets to believe there is no setbacks Survived A Letter,
mini, money, mini, mini
It ain't all about the money
When I was hustler, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs, feel the silencer
Y'all still
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