Lyrics:
cause I can show ya
Why is my shit so funky it stanks?
Pee Wee, Shorty B, and Ant Banks
You outta pocket trying to hang with my crew
You might of just
that make u wanna touch her
this be that hit that u can burn that dutch to
get you a shorty and take her home and crush to
if we too roudy and too loud
as far as they can take it
My nine to five is just to hit ya; get the party live
I'm black thought, used to rap for sport
Now the rhymes sayin' rent
take it
My nine to five is just to hit ya; get the party live
I'm black thought, used to rap for sport
Now the rhymes sayin' rent payin' life support
I
that don’t stop 2 Live Crew to ya
Then a little bit of up Iamsu to ya
Let me in I’ma YG "Do it to Ya"
Hit a split on the wood it’s kung-fu to ya
I'll go
grew up listening to Guwop
He would live past 3 shots 2 shots
They be Burning buildings down for a new lot
Murder children on the street by the new
told ya
I, make the paper at a bank, Jason Statham when I Crank
Good if the grams ordered, she can transport it
And my baby just blaze on the dank, I
on the set, speed it up (Yea)
No talkin on the set, slow it down (Ya know it)
Crew cruisin, slow and low
That is the tempo, slow and low (Ya know it)
No talkin
back
Ya
I just might hop on a jet.
In the only class Udigdat
Bout to touch down to Phoenix
I got bihhh titties so fat, I'm Riding around with the big
a no. 2 pencil 'cause they testin'
I fly through the night, yeah
Mixing 'Card with some sprite, lyrics we put inside ya
Listen to these A T L riders
Keep
moving out the ya no Yeezus
They wanna defeat us
I say we all hustle are own way by the way talk man check it, they all beneath us
(Uh)
Talking hard shit
with air holes
And that's just how the shit go in the struggle, mothafucka
Hah, come on, what you say?
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I
I got somethin' slicker
Let me just sip up on this liquor
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on
This
I got somethin' slicker
Let me just sip up on this liquor
All I wanna do is smoke a little chronic
Slam ya like Onyx, and get ya hooked on
This
you tried the Triple OG
(Bitch) what was you thinking?
I give the coke to your crew
The butter's crazy
Fallopian tube, just cut it baby
Gordo butterfly
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all,
y'all wanna ride tonight
Nigga ride or die or ride or die
Aiyyo fuck y'all, niggaz I crush y'all, rush y'all
With the four drawn and I touch y'all,
spot
All I wanna do is touch a million dollars 'fore the day I die
All I wanna do is touch a billion dollars 'fore the day I die
Started with a whole
Quick to burst a child I'm livin' worse than foul
I pack two techs in case ya crew flex
I wet up the set in a second yell who's next
To feel the wrath
fool
About face, this No Limit soldier
One to the two to the three (hah hah)
Nigga I tried to told ya
Everybody quiet, while I load up this rifle
love,
let me touch ya from da back, hair pullin, hot wax
They won't do it like dat,
they can't do it like this,
they won't tie you by your wrist
And spank
and I, we're the kings of the game
And no one can touch us, we'll always remain
So if you see me hacking, just step aside
I'll fuck with your shit, take
you got 10 mill
I shine so bright I blind ya
Cross my crew, we'll find ya
It's a motherfuckin shame
My dominance to this game
I live for gun smoke aroma
you best respect
You wanna shine,
It ain't hard, just get on your grind
ciyo
We live by the code
Of the streets
Move with our peeps
We
Put it down
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