Lyrics:
Deadly kid.. yo!
"C'mon!" "One two!"
"The numba one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Method]
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
Persecuted by my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Do the math poor out my wrath and then they'll feel me
Or let the past be the past but
Persecuted by my own crew
Betrayed by the ones I saved what I'm gone do
Do the math poor out my wrath and then they'll feel me
Or let the past be the past but
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
to pound
Feel the beat and obey the raw sound
We give ourselves two lives and we can't get enough
No we won't get enough
We are the stains in black
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
ya
cll this money ya gave me the blues now hey
Oh yuh what it do now
She want roll with the crew but I need two now (Hey)
Bring yo friend bed time
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
slide
And later we got moves but for now we getting high
Dank with the pack so you know we getting by
Crew stuntin
Star studded
Fuck with us cuz we gon
right, get it right, spit it right
[DMX]
Moves is made, n****s 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
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
I swear I'm on two
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm on two oohhh
I swear I'm on two
Yeah I'm on two
I swear I'm on two
I swear I'm on two
Yeah yeah yeah
Swear I'm
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
North Shore, getting tatted by Tai
Turtle Bay at the beach enjoying climatical vibes
RAW extendo papers that look like a javelin fly
Two indicas so they
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
your crew that's why your stage show's wack!
So let the sleeping and assuming and the B.S. stop
Because, Naughty is to live and die for Hip Hop
in sync?
Out looking for the camera crews
Sell my soul for a second on the evening news
Am I in sync?
Live 'til the bubble pops
Hold my breath
Wheezy outta here
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done fucked the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm
man but when the gat is in my hand
You can bet my monkey ass is comin' out on top
LA hustlers can't live without money
So before I make sense I
bel air
I live by the day
So I ain’t never gon fear
You niggas that’s acting all queer
I want a wraith
Pull up yo bitch gunna stare
I’m making her wet
check two
I gotta rhyme for you
And we layin' it down
With four turntables, foo
Two microphones
So let it be known
That smoke's being blown
While
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