Lyrics:
like a barber shop
Y’all talk a lot
We stomp pimps out in the parking lot
Step on my block that’s a mistake
Like when the condom pop
You got to stop
the volume up a notch
And watch the ba-bump, ba-bump, make your speakers pop
Check, I walk around the street with the black tec nine
By the waistline, kickin'
on, they want you.
Hook
Way, way, way, way up. Say a prayer coz I’m all blessed up, ey, one two, one two, everybody know I live nice and I’m sine metu.
numbers I bagged
Then caught a cab back
To Jamaica Ave by the library
Seen the part of shabazz
New New York New York York York
(all to those who live in
LOX and The Roots
The voice of the truth, that no society can ever mute
The voice of the men and women who gave their lives defendin
The God-given
to tweet
I said at TheLocksta that's something to tweet
I'm from o one nine o five every ting live
Breach gang family do or die
Big movers when we touch mic
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
(yeah)
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that bow
Help, I've fallen, I can't get up
I live in dark, get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, minute man
my peoples that be holdin it down for their peoples
Riding with them through thick and thin, love y'all niggas
Peep it
[Chorus]
1, 2
Every time
they just paid that price
Was taught to make the money, never let it make you
Never switch up on your potnas, that's the first rule
And number two, never
on the crew
Where the bad bitches that was in the back by the booth? What it do?
I've been watching y'all
Talk for a while just to top it off
Mama dance? No
better run
A little boys got guns
Sell your home hit the road
Hide your kids, hide your wife
Pop pop ricochet from the drive by
Eye eye of the needle make
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
[Tite]
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
Down here we like it big, on that Dirty coast
Big money swanging whips, cause we serve the most
We live by that G code, that's what gangstas do
has a cause and effect
But I first test the mic with the 1-2 check
The hip-hop world made the Juice Crew orphans
Gained our respect sealin' up much
too live
I just got done doing Burbank
Feel like I'm on a show living 2 lives
Tru that Tru that
Pour the Cristal won't get your boo back
I Carrey that
on
[Verse]:
Aiyyo, aiyyo
E-lec-tric slide on them niggaz
Drive by on them niggaz
Show'em that killas is live and fly figures
Fruit-flavored Nikes
Now
yall to speak
Im in my bag i keep it locked up yeah thats me
They hate the way i do it so damn easly
1.2.3
1.2.3
1.2.1.2
1.2.3
1.2.3
God damn i do
tospeak
Im in my bag i keep it locked up yeah thats me
They hate the way i do it so damn easly
1.2.3
1.2.3
1.2.1.2
1.2.3
1.2.3
God damn i do thas shit so
That's a red flag (huh?)
She say she suck the dick, but she don't swallow
Now, that's a red flag (well, damn)
Bitch, how you grown but still live with
Dizzy Gillespie
I don't aim where yo' vest be (bang)
[W.C.]
I'm too hot, to stop, walkin' up with two Glocks
Way more than two shots, that'll make
to me rudely; cause I’m young rich and I’m black
and live in a movie, not living by rules
New rap patrollin the city, follow my crews
Bleek you’re still
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