Lyrics:
the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shotgun blasts echoed through the crowd
Six punks hit, two punks died
All causalities was applied
(Voice box)
Somebody, somewhere, best beware of my crew(2x)
(Tray Deee adlib)
Yeah!(2x)
(Tray Deee)
Comin from the city where no pity is
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
don't need no weapons
All it takes is just these four arms
1, 2
Better praise the crew, or we'll punish you
It's the 10 Commandments
3, 4
This'll be
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
cold beat your crew up
If it gets thick then number two-a, pass me the ruler
Click Click...Booya!!
[Chorus 2x]
[Rock] If you don't know like I know
Then
test
Got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me
'Cause we make up the Boogie Down Productions crew faculty
Get it right, or train yourself not
never die, ah!
My crew standing by my side
Pass the joint we getting high
In this life you live or die
So you gotta go outside
Go and catch some good
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
out"
But as we ran, there were the boys in blue
Pointing their guns at my four man crew
They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me what
This ain't the life a nigga wanted
But fuck it nigga Imma live it how it is
I swear everybody warned me
I ain't listen now I get it
Imma live it
Yeah
I'm a waitress
I walk around all day and see so many faces
Everybody having the same conversation
People at the door chilling on the wait list
Put me in a serious situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest
I guess I smoke
out Alessandra for the name
Serious conversation with her told her never change
But I forgot we all evolve
Join the problem solvers but not all my
friends at one time
I'm looking in your eyes, going your place or mine?
You serious? you probably think it's pig shit but if you can live with that then,
out"
But as we ran, there were the boys in blue
Pointing their guns at my four man crew
They shot down one, they shot down two
Now tell me what
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
worthless our lives are to the justice system
I struggle, to explain the situation to my son, it's hard
[Verse Two]
N****z with knowledge is more
in your backyard, nah that doesn't count as a living
Bump stock, ACOG, mag-fed, bipod
Colt-made by a 'death-god', now I'm T-bagging his dead bod
[Chorus 2X: John Cena]
We roll by in the pimp ride (then we)
Walk through with the pimp slide (y'all know me)
Crew heavy on the thick side
gon' be gettin' it
Lots of models to be laid my crew is gon’ be hitting them
Confident swag like I got classics like Timbaland
Got two diva daughters
Neighbour dem a hear
She seh shi run outta patience
Wah mi tek it serious like dis is an arraignment
She wa mi get hard lakka Carib Cement
Hard
Gyal a tear
(Chorus)(0:18)
Da Vinci The Code, Y’all Gon Start Taking Me Serious
Dressed In All Black And Yall Making Me Furious
Think I’m Hitting Certain Nodes, I Am
additional help, they let me know by changing their color. We also need a face 2 face conversation, preferably late in the afternoon when the day becomes
Discuss these serious conversation by 2 live crew Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In