Lyrics:
somethin'
True indeed
[Chorus: x2
The one thats flowin fluently
Make yo baby say goo to me
Whatcha did to her
Didn't ask why I hit her for
Cause
One for the money yes uhh two for the show
A couple of years ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the start of somethin good
Where me and my nigga rodes
that bih sound like a train
Bump stock on the carbon might eat up ya brain
Nigga it ain't a dog in the crew you can tame
This lil bih a swallow for a lil
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
somethin that shoot straight in your
Arm, and get a plate from duct tape to wear the bait, some man
Made jars didn't give a little shake, I hope ya got
speed off six SL's
To all them chicks at Yale "hey-hey-hey-hey yo"
Shake your glasses back and forth to mix it well
Shake your ass back and forth
Like what you wan do cuzzin?
Think I left the studio
2 somethin'
I was countin green
While you mean muggin
Then they hit you later like
Wi$e we ain't
to bring you some pain yo
Comin' up with that playdough
Style you stole, tried to mix it up and make it blimp
Sound like Lauryn, with a dash of Lil' Kim
the applause if you ain't live the anguish
You and your vision up at three am
Two hours of sleep before you clocking in
Then you right back, cuz the grind truly
the street strugglin'
Young dumb and thuggin', give a fuck about nuttin'
Stuck at rock bottom, tryin to come up on somethin
Pumpin' from sundown to sun-up,
two heroin charges,
And I still got somethin' stashed in the garages,
y'all is petty, it's gone take two to fill my stamina,
When I pass the camera,
to journey for herb
Always tellin' somebody to smoke somethin'
True indeed
[Chorus: x2]
The one that's flowin' fluently
Make yo baby say goo to me
What
now
Kid and play it's a house party
Play some TLC aye you can watch me creep
Luke 2 live crew, make it do what it do
Can you make me dance, zapp
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
Mafia way, Lavish way
We Kill niggas for fuckin up the mob
Facts
Live by code die by that bitch, RIP Kimbo
When you in the hood with that chicken
witnessing me blow up
Like seeing a tank of gas explode
And I'm, I'm high like a flight I'm sitting back of coach
By the window sipping Jack and Cokes
and Poo, he's steady jamming Screw
Two-tone, blades
Sipping, rolling with the whole crew
Yes that, Screw you, he's a diesel
Boy had a seizure
It's that '96,
and Poo, he's steady jamming Screw
Two-tone, blades
Sipping, rolling with the whole crew
Yes that, Screw you, he's a diesel
Boy had a seizure
It's that '96,
fakers acting like they gon' shoot somethin
The coupe that I copped the other day was 2 somethin
If I mash on the gas that bitch go bout 2 somethin
Young
live, real rap's back again
You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier radio
The "Sonic Jihad" continues
Where you either with us, or you against us
Ro
Now on with the show
(It's Tha Liks baby)
(It's Tha Liks baby)
One two, one two
I got a tape in my ride, made by Homicide
Ralph M
fakers acting like they gon' shoot somethin
The coupe that I copped the other day was 2 somethin'
If I mash on the gas that b**** go 'bout 2 somethin
jacks pot to fill in my crates
We laid back chillin' and feelin' the music relates
We on the, to the two hangin' with my crew
Bullshittin' while we
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
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