Lyrics:
response and perturbed by a gimmick
Concerned at a limit
But two f***s away from disturbed and minute from giving two sh**s in a hole
I don't mean to overly
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 can't hold jobs
I look like I'm wearing a ghillie suit when I'm not
Roll out ghost of Camu on the pegs
Might pedal by the police
Tuff with two F's
head and words fly out like blood from a cut vein
F*ck fame, I'm just needing some head still
Unique and my tech's ill, been keeping it dead real
All I
live in ctlanta (cTLcNTc
She like to pop perks and put lean in her Fanta (UGGHHWWWWW)
Don't f*ck with her family, she think they against her (NcHH)
She
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
a plate
That need a chef so I feed my safe
My crew is who I'd be widdy-be-wid-it
Rose I sippity-sip-it
I'm Quagmire I f-ck hoes
My cashflow I
we live by ( gun shot )
Chorus:
""K Chrys""
Everybody put them L's up .... You rockin wit da Lost Boyz (put em up)
Everybody put ya hands up
you hold down the crib do your one twos you na'mean needs that (Ham-Town)
My autobody car shop thief n***** (Movers)
The fifty cent limber mamis
it taking initiative
Screaming f*ck hater get the Benjamins
All that tough talking but you feminine
They all copy me see the resemblance
Ain’t got
'Til one day I grew suspicious
When I stepped on a crack on Aunt Edna's stoop
And got pooped on by a group of stupid pigeons
Then we flew the coop
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
on top of stacks
B****es, whips, floss, gettin in puttin' it in n****
Swerve on a hater like, "f*** your life"
I'll just ask spider, if that's your
Yea, gone ahead and light another blunt up
You know how we do this sh*t
Really live like this
I can give a f*ck how a mother*cka feel
On the real
Grah grah boom, grah grah boom
LMF, LMF, LMF
Like what, like what, like what, like what
Face shot gon f*ck up his features
Get cold in the field
my way
You better know what you gotta do
Feelin' like 2Pac, I got the juice
F*ck yo' crew, Kliq Kliq on the loose
Who you gon' call when you need that
the club, drunk as a skunk, I ain't too
Cool
But I'm broke as f*ck, come buy me a drink or two
friends who faked, they were here to stay
All my verse was straight, till they turned 'em gay
I don't fuck with bitches who don't f*ck with Jay
And ion need
afraid
Dedicate one last thought to my family, my crew
and the girl of my life whom I haven't met yet
but f*** that
I've gotten so much with me
And I can
I don`t wanna lose my life
I don`t wanna save the world
Don`t wanna be no sacrifice
F**k the liquor f**k them girls
And f**k them other n**g*s lives
changing
F*ck man what am I choosin?
Face those d*mn fears
N don’t stop losing
(Yeah)
Love is part of a curiosity
True love is sum... not a thing
Not
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
we live,
Why do we love it,
Why do we love this life,
That we live,
(Verse 2)
The life I chose,
And the road that I'm taking
Gon keep me embracing
to yourself
Including the wealth
Was how I was taught
But I’m off you n*ggas
Get the f*ck out my face
What the f*ck do you want
It's a mood
It's a mood
It's
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