Lyrics:
the crew
(Verse 2)
We not chasing hoes they be too choosy
This side hated on we ain’t losing no sleep
Try & get too close Ima need a new piece
Y’all are not
yeah, uh, bout To blow through
The roof, ooh, ooh, ooh, I just Blew through the roof, I'm gone, By, disappearin' like
Way up to the moon, through
hoe
I just be chasing the dough
I put that on my crew
Fuck any model bitches by the twos
I dropped a band on my designer shoes
Getting some head from
bodies two by two, ha
Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay)
Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay)
We fuck to fly, she let
don't bark, I don't bite, not a dog with the roof
Bitch, I'm stuck in first place, you can come number two
I can never love first, we all know how that go
slip
That's one of you rap crews in the lip, huh?
I'm two seconds off, I'm one second lost from the six-pack
Now we put in together, we can all get that
between blacks or whites
The vibe is tight big Shaq is on the Mic
So raise up the roof with both your hands wha-wha
And boogie to my pool jam
(Chorus)
made (they made)
I raise (hold up)
My rings (cabrón)
czucar so sweet that it stings (cabrón)
cnd frozen on crystalline strings
Our ancestors held up by
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
back was impactful
Or grow as massive as mastiffs
And blow like Midgar reactors
We raise the roof like raptors
You might could learn from the masters
landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority
you saw, baby
Shawty tell the truth, I'm wavy
Stars in the ceiling, baby, roof goin' crazy
Swimming in it, I feel like I live in the Matrix, baby
riding solo
Shooters on the roof
Them white boys, they Kyle Korver, snipe
Kush, blowing it like the way I want
Young nigga, sauce drippin'
You know I
had her hands in the air like this how we do
Shit so loud so like we raising the roof
If we danced you would call us the 2live crew
JRN it's us
It was
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
make sure you always strapped with the gun
Rule number 2 make sure the family eat always share the cash with the crew
Rule number 3 never bite the hands
Like, make the name up for the crew
Might call it Witter Pop! (Naw, nigga that's wack)
Yeah you right, yo did you find a studio?
(Yeah I came across two
on
The two way street keep ya strong
Nobody ever took my hand and walk me through
Me ripped off every door and ripped off every roof yeah
It's a two way street
fucked up, the whole damn crew!
Chur, Chur, Chur, Churrr! x2
(Yeaah hah, you know who it is, The O’C, The O’C)
I wish i could live like this forever,
releases this stress.
Give me the game and watch me run with it like Hardaway.
Raise the Mac-11 and see how many wants to die today.
I don't play no
figures
Said a Brinks is coming through, at Fashion Avenue
At Tuesday at two, now we gotta form a crew
Of motherfuckers, who ain't going out like suckers
seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew,
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
you)
You look so deep
You know that it humbles me,
Your by my side and troubles them don't trouble me
Many have called but the chosen Is you
Whatever
the crew
Now, I'm finding out who was really true
Two white boys got my brother on a hostage's tip
[Ice Cube]
Fuck that, I wanna give them full clips
So you
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