Lyrics:
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
'Cause tha me life a have now lives for two
Yeah, and that's where I'm at
I want to Go Back...back in the time
And that's where I'm at
I want to Go
true
Get it how you live we in the field they know that too
Ain't claiming nobody I ain't come up with none of them is the crew
Around the city my face
No going home, I'm live in the streets
Your girl got boom by this brown-skin G
Man do road like, "Money ain't for me"
Invade homes, we the housin'
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
walk round with a 40 by my side
Not for self defence I’d rather choose the time I die
Live it up everytime that I’m back in the 65
Cause no city hits
thanking her in November, Feliz Navidad in December
I wanna take you down by the beach
I just bought a benz, two a seat
Lil mama you know it's just me
My crew in the front got it locked
My live niggas in the back got the gats
Yo, we true to this black
4-4 likes to pour one to the dome, lubricate
goes snatching it all
Rhyme by rhyme, record by E
In the city of angels, with a devil like me
She's contaminated where the boys are hard
And people like
gon' rule like me
Keep it true like me, Cole you might be
Like the new Ice Cube, meets the new Ice-T
Meets 2 Live Crew, meets the new Spike Lee
Meets
Smith
Out for the clout an' shit
Why you down and out with it
Try and amount to this, nah, it's too high
I flew by with the crew in a blue sky
If you were
a whole thang
Traffic in my city, got me rolling with a boom bang
Think you free up in this beef? They gon' catch you in a cell
With some demons in my
that I steer through
I'm back in that mood to end a career or two (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Machine
Do I look like I want some damn flowers?
I'm tryna do me
Touch the two-seater, you never seen one (skrr)
Just bought a new house, new whip and a machine gun (grrrrrttt)
Never live life
I tell em, I say
One yourself when 2 niggas run up with 3 gats
A four, five, six shots
Seven like eight claps
Da nine milli throw ten shots
Where ya
and tell your crew, get inside the groove
We at trippy house, show me how you do
Live a hell of a life
(Hmm-hmm-hmm) Yeah, and she see me, she knows
the veins clogged, been screwing my whole life time to hang rock
At home where I write my shit, my days are counted so I gotta life to live
I do right by
blood on the money, we savagin'
You can tell by the driver we havin' it, yeah
We took it easy, so don't press your luck
When I feel like squeezin', my
Angeles, California
Hatred, violence, boom, you're silenced
This is the city Los Angeles, California
Nice place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there
The city is ours
The city is ours
Rollin' past graffiti walls,
Billboards lighting up the block
Everyone of us on a mission
Got a whole crew by my
Had to change the joke (Hey, hey hey BNYX)
Potty trained my diamonds, yeah
They smackin' head to toe
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, yeah)
'bout what you
gunnin' thirty round drummin' now your done,
It'll be stunnin' when we comin' when you front is when runnin',
Do you so wo double oh who crew you two
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice cube]
It's the dog breathin' through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster s***
Don
2live crew shit, I rap a lot about new shit
This that country rap tune southern fried funky shit
I am the antithesis or opposite of monkey shit
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