Lyrics:
2 Ghetto
intro
Ah grand ma use to make Alcohol and that's how we get our meals
Some times she get beaten by the police and put in jail
Warchild
to live?
Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggas
Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers
2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck
fit my head like it was tailored
I'm on my worst behavior I feel like 2Pac in Vegas
Some phanda pusha yeah
The vision super clear
Fuck your opinion you
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
Mix, mix, stop now move around
Mix, mix, stop now move around
Steppin' up to the mic.
Mic 1, mic 2.
Rollin' step out the bathroom stall we got
a year, have sway for a year
Here's a few new stars, I've got two new cars, I'm with (gangsters)
I went from dough to broke, how'd I survive? 'cause I
to dig
Lovely little honeys in their crews is what I dig
If they fake the fig it's the blues child dig
{want some of my soda?}
Fine they be mega, sexy
residue and bite more than a petting zoo,
clear the way let me thru,
like future, stay ahead of you,
wanna bitch go get a crew,
stay heated like it's
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
Let's get the hell out of here and DROP THcT BEcT!
Peaceful Hellion... Winepot on the mix!
DcMNcTION! cugh. THcT was a long fall...
Okay, inventory...
loot!
BcTBcRIcN! Testament of Primordials
Two rude goons never ever been cordial
Bats at our side with that fire and ice
cway foul mage, be blinded by
president of what I claim
Still the same name, tied to this shit like I'm to blame
Then maintain, gettin' this CREAM with bloodstain
2-5-to 'cause
we gotta map this shit out, son
we can't just be runnin' them things...
[Noreaga] Meet us on 160 - the nigga be on 1-5-2,
and we just gonna do it
The Titanic set sail on April 10, 1912, with 2,223 passengers and crew on board. The ship's captain, Edward Smith, was a highly experienced mariner who had been
y'all
My crew'll break each shoulder
I'm that nigga they talk about on street soldiers
Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers
We keep
your roof drop
House shoes, blue top, money like I move rocks
Dissin' will get you socked, and yo' bitch move wop
Whole crew popped, by this old
Featuring Twiztid
Homies yeah thats my dog
Homies cause were down by law
Homies everything that we are
Homies yeah thats my dog
Remix!
Let me ask
fuck around and get mega bent
Me and my crew, wild for days
Burn up the stage like a motherfuckin heat wave
Learn to maintain, less stress
from 2 blocks
Nos voix se croisent on passe et tout craque
Nos basses de fou crachent en live et tout crame
"Ah HEY, all--"
"Attention, ladies and gentlemen" *cut and scratched*
[Evidence] (Iriscience)
Expand and Dilate, so by the end of the night
When we
we'll talk later - peace!)
Let me ask you this about this life we live
And let me try to swerve some of this attention you give
To them distant ass
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
death
They throw their dice for the crew
She wins the mariner and he belongs to her now
Then, crew one by one
They drop down dead, two hundred men
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