Lyrics:
Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I
way life
That keep live niggaz from linkin', I saw it coming
That's why slowed down from from dumbin', most of my crew was runnin'
Can't even afford
One two, one two
You're listenin to the grand groovin sounds
Of the diabolical energetical B-I-Z
Emmezah-A-Rrrah-K
And this goes out to my DJ
A thousands parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5
Wash the blood off his hands and then get baptized after
I'm the New Testament, the last five chapters
And God said he would come back by rapture
DELIVERED BY c MEMBER OF THE YOUNG CREW:
MEMORcBLE LINES: (1) ”The ghetto is real son, filled with nothing but guns, drugs and buns; (2) Never seen a little
Mary
Live ya life girl
(On the real-a, live ya life girl)
Love is all we need (said it's all we need)
'Cause everybody needs love
Love is
Mary
Live ya life girl
(On the real-a, live ya life girl)
Love is all we need (said it's all we need)
'Cause everybody needs love
Love is
against us
Now they taking loss
Only high octane is what I keep in da tank
Wit a sound system by Groot that got magnificent range
We got ladies in the crew
down you know?
[Verse 1]
Dear Nas, what up son it's Mega
I got your letter, me and my cousin Oogie here together
Aiyyo your man Duke came through
you
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
[Intro]
One, two, Bone is coming for you
Three, four, better lock the doors
Five, six, better load your clips
Seven, eight, we're gonna test your
direction
And if I phone her
She comes over
I take you closer
Take your clothes off
Fuck with one, two, three, four, five
Bitches every night
Rockstar live
worker, R.C.
Me mega-poverty, New York City, dollar signs prevail
Five place love, exclusive, nine millimeters
My voice box run through tracks like wild
For the live ones, not the shook ones
For the riders, not the hook ones
Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers
My crew consist
the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got
the M-I-K-E, ooh, to the D
I'm comin' exquisite and V.I.p.
Tryin' to spread some love like roots on a tree
Stayin' true to this vision in the Y2G
Two G's got
echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied to their side
Human lives has to pass just for talking much trash
We
When the crew used to get live on the stage,
They 'd rock the house with the ghetto bass
Everybody at the show had a smile on their face,
But those days
check two
I gotta rhyme for you
And we layin' it down
With four turntables, foo
Two microphones
So let it be known
That smoke's being blown
While
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
you
Rule number 1
Never give him someone to turn to at night
Rule number 2
Never bring your man around your crew
Rule number 3
Never call him
bilingual lingo
Liked by Hispanics, blacks and all you gringos
Yo lo mezclo, I mix it, ??? and fix it
Serve it up right so that you want to kick it
Spliff
and the crew
We got them bandz bandz, nigga we counting blues
We got them bandz bandz, racks on racks times 2
A 100 racks to blow but I never keep it on me
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