Lyrics:
nigga
You can call me homeboy (You can call me homeboy)
If I got a quarter, then you got a dime (Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh)
And, you can call me up no matter
when my Smith-Wes' blast
So just dash or trespass and get your chest smashed
Rap New York rules, I sport jewels and extort crews
Don't get me pissed,
that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz?
that poo-tang
I might let my crew bang, my crew deeper than Wu-Tang
I'm rolling with, fuck I'm saying? Girl, you know my crew name
You know 2 Chainz?
It was you, it was you
Crew so tight like it's 2 by 2
Now I'm in the Rav-4, you what it do
Leave a couple missed calls, I'll get back to you
I took
about the 1, 2, 1, 2
VERSE 1
No labels, no gods, no fables
If I ain’t able to spit just put me in my grave hole
...I’m a free man
That’s why they call me
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
live little J Smith
Be as me a dude, yea I can't starve
But that ain't all so if I call
If I fall by the river bed
Would you save me or leave me
Haaaaaaa This weed got me trippin somtimes I see ghosts
I'm visualizing crosses damn it's really posters
You think some fuckin body despite my 40 crew punch
enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let
be like me, He'll never be like me
Cause I'm a P-IM-P
I got 1 Up on you, So bitch fuck your crew
I got the flower power, Fire ball
Bust you in two
I
hand fulls
Two hands
Missed a call missed her texts now ima da asshole
I am
She gotta attitude that I can handle
I can
I smoke bowls out of apples
Call
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
at a table snorting two lines
If one overdose then two died
Four sitting there so I guess that means two live
Me and Sosa rolling up getting too high
When
a Mussel, 30 On Me you’ll Really Wanna Tussle, Big Dawg…Ain’t Nobody Sent For You, Only Shootas with Bodies Entourage in My Crew,
Starstruck Much? Jocking
call me brainless plenty want me dead and nameless
Learn a lot live a little I'm somewhere in the middle
Bitches get sucking you dry I'm a walking
breath stinkin' in my jaws
Ring, ring, ring, quiet, y'all, incomin' call
Plus this my homie from high school, he gettin' by
It's time to bury another
Mhm, okay
I hear you
No
Yes
I'm your servant
I have the plan
And I'll give it to 'em
Like you told me to
Wanna live in my world you have
as we sliding through
Wassup to the crew
We the winning team
Bring the trophy through
Retire my number like I’m 34 call me the truth
We was
Rain-or-shine,-by-your-mothafuckin'-side bitches (Seventeen)
Freak bitches, (Eighteen)
them Inbetween The Sheets bitches (Nineteen)
Them call me Daddy when I'm ballin' through the streets
damn near wrecked her
On that Wu shit sport a neck protector
Bust through your sector
Red blue SEPTA
Kill the pussy twice call me Mr. Clepto
Roll
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