Lyrics:
hurl
Paranoid like it's me against the world
Will I live or die?
My only question: When I ride
Will I be murdered?
A victim of some homicide, did I
but somehow I got by
Treflo prayed, Mike Vick payed
Bobby Brown stray, Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write
Dat may why they
mama live (Mama)
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner
Make him vanish, David Copperfield
(Copperfield)
Came in the game and was independent
We was
This ain't the life a nigga wanted
But fuck it nigga Imma live it how it is
I swear everybody warned me
I ain't listen now I get it
Imma live it
I don't wanna live no more
Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door
I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle
Another
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
pardon, Run the Jewels live at the garden
Last two pirates alive are still yargin (yargin)
My girl got my heart, it's a bargain
Lick from her lips
clips at the born hour
I'm a wizard at this shit
Like Jowahn Howard
Put my gun up in the ass of crews
And start to spray
Time to pay massive dues
So I
surrounded by squeal muh'fuckas like you?
But real niggas don't fret 'cause the number one crew
R to the O to the C comin' true
All I need
Rocawear
surrounded by squeal muh'fuckas like you?
But real niggas don't fret 'cause the number one crew
R to the O to the C comin' true
All I need
Rocawear
Got the apple of my eye now my head to the sky for the piece of the pie
Lil' mama don't cry if I die, live life, I'm just tryina live mine
I remember
shit, it'd be like drama (yeah)
And you might get tripped on by my baby mama (hey mac)
So do what I tell you and everything'll be alright
You're cute
all went away...
It all went away...
Cause the Uncle wouldn't pay..
pt 1 C1
It was a sad sad day, when mix, he went away
The 2 Live Crew would
hot from the start
Off the chart it'll Still live on continue to run this marathon
They could separate us by place, they could separate us by time
We
Back when my mama used to text me
Better get yo ass home
I was sliding crew
I hit plug up dope
We was moving slow motion
We ain't care about the law
of call
But the seas were rough
And the ice was tough
And they were hit with frozen squalls
By January's Ides
They were two hundred miles
From their first
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
Fucking with two bitches
Nigga I'm ruthless
And I don't give a fuc
Put that on erythang
Have em clueless
Loving the crew and shid
It's bout to pop
with two doors
I'ma live life like a star
I'ma live life like a star
I'ma live life like a star
I'ma live life like a star
I didn't used to want
numbers, I turn you and your crew into two plumbers
Translation, get your shit together and pipe down
Fuck a mic, I don't write, I chew and spit
I'll
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
the residue off
You don't wanna piss me off, I'll knock your whole crew off
Baby mama calling me a cheater (cheater)
I already know she a cheater (cheater)
it's probably this (fiesta)
Yes ma, Bed-Stuy, fiesta
Remix with the homie from the Midwest side
Game recognize game, hoes do too
It's the new 2 Live
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