Lyrics:
appeal to the brothers with flow finesse
'Cause it's the hundred watt blood shot game of death
'Cause we're protected by the covenants of words and beats
I'm tryna put a million stones up in a Patek
I be smokin' by the O, I got a habit
Double Cuban link with a charm, I gotta have it
Cashed out on a new
how potent is that?
I'm the main event, you just the openin act
You could check across the Atlantic Ocean and back
Got every Chinese kid in the ghetto
we're accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because - 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear,
Cold nights in the crib, we was sharin' the shit
Like, teacher my brother let's hop in the V
When we hop in the booth we gon' give her some heat
Like,
after who, I know it's not me (Not me)
I'm on the highway to heaven going top speed (Top speed)
I got my brothers in here with me, and they by me (By me)
accumulating
And by doing this we'll go real far
Because 2 Live is what we are
We're highly publicized and advertised
Our music's in your ear, our face in your
The phone rings
Another peaceful moment is lost
Latifah's chest jingle in "Set It Off"
I press pause in the bed as a king
I let it ring 4 or 5 times
the trash and
The 5's in the cupboard
I never get stingy with a
Lick with my brother
Five bands and food stamps in
The trap with my brother
It's just me
Mann from Scary Movie you banned from being mooly
I keep it black gutter, white gutter, Chinese gutter by these brothers
Here try these fuckers here
All
you, got somethin' Lord that'll honor you
Blow your little head off while you're tyin' your shoe
But back in the kitchen, Pyrex's
Occupied by
and the youngins in Gander Hill
Asked him how the OG was rockin', coachin' like Phil
MJ final shot, fourth quarter, I shoot the kill
My man Mail got stopped by
the u.s.
A middle east expert here in new york has an explanation"
[verse two - rockin robin]
Deep in the middle east, in the belly of the beast
We got men
Thanks to LV every hoochie gon' be rockin' that Gucci
Laila V wit' the Rollie straight sh** in like dookie
No braids we catch fades and pop off like ‘Ks'
Now watch how the brother adapt fill in the gaps perhaps
I play the block until the curb collapse
Now check the method and put the message on record
whities on Harleys
Niggas get injured, fucked do' in 40 fingers
Got bitches by bike bar bussin Glocks off a' niggas
Klep don't give three shits to flip
won't pick up the phone
Free all da dawgs we give em a bone
Fuck is a friend but I'm rockin V-Lone
They tryna be me cuz they wanna be clones
They hiding
school car rides
Like ooh la la la, it's over
Traded in the Fugees for
My cousin's Stankonia
He used to bone to Bone Thugs in his waterbed
Rockin' dreads
shit you know I get it split it wit my bro's
Never Leave My Brother Herb my niggas know the code
Energized by the millions we was tired of being broke
big jif you got eyes
You can see i'm top 5
So fuck them niggas that made the list
Why you bitches getting paid to strip
I was in China eating chinese
can feel the Devil's pain
Only address me by my reverend
Name the good doctor
The good author, good brain in a good Porsche
Dancing drunk in dress pants
tie
N.Y. national league of big guys with stolen 5's
Albums cloud him, phantom of the opera style
With loud phones, system, 100 thousand watts in em
on this and get dissed
Hey yo I'm takin it Uptown, and niggas know my name
Little shorty insane, so feel the pain
And the wrath of the five foot murder
Draw down with that Tec and bleed
I'm rockin' v-neck with V's (VVS's)
I pull up with a bitch and let her rip it real rapid
We live by the codes
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