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the f*** away from n****z you got no business,
we don't give a f*** about nothin', we untouched,
one-hundred percent pure s***, uncut.
[Chorus: x2
cha want to do?
want to ride with, want to roll with the crew, get live with the crew?
In 99, it's time to shine with the crew
Yo what cha, what
friends and my crew
Makes it definitely special (a-one, two, a-one, two)
Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew we play the rough
I got
crew Is eets
Shoot the peace, Brother i'm waiting For ya Like uber eats
Said I'm a don, You can try stepping you'll lose your Feet
Shoot for p's, I'm out
with the mop
No new friends
I'm sorry dude
I set the trends
It's all we knew
I just pretend
It's nothing new
It all depends
Upon the crew
I'm taking off
the street
Im from the lbc and i dont noe wut yall done heard about me
But im a C-R-I-P wit some P-I-M-P too
I'm a real pimp playa from da 213 crew
Now look
crew a chosen few legit minds
Who live prime shorty's on some fly stuff
Admitted that can't resist mines
Mahogany complexion body probably dressed in
My
play with my pussy
Then lick it off of his fingers
I'm in the zone
But it's you you, this ain't high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
to p-p party, yeah
Bang, bang we're beautiful and dirty rich
(dirty, dirty rich, dirty, dirty rich
Beautiful) bang, bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
tell ‘em the monsters alive
Now tell ‘em the king has arrived
Please ‘em that they gotta listen, ‘cause I got some poetry written by Gods
This that go
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
the realness
Put ya motherfucking choppers up if ya feel this
(Bust one) Now bust one (gun shot) Not just one (two gun shots)
And if ya want some get some, I
mayor of the town
See-Murder and Wango got the jets on lock
And me and Silkk, we the new f**king keys to the block
[Chorus 2X: Master P]
[Master P]
You
Luther Campbell of 2 Live Crew was arrested
for a night because of an onstage performance;
but on Tuesday we believe for the first time a recording artist
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
thereʼs no w"y out when this your hundredth ch"nce Violent by
design if I forget to come cle"n
Some scheme "nd plot bec"use things f"ll "p"rt
The roots get
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
loud)
P. Diddy and the Fam, who you know do it better?
Yeah right, no matter what, we air tight (yeah)
So when you hear somethin' make sure you hear
improvising
(Zebulon, Q.F. Da Funkee P, Mac Maestro)
ooh, huh, wow
(Zebulon)
Yeah improvising, certain naturalizing,
right now here we're socializing
I'm in
Chorus:
(Busta Rhymes)
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where
Chorus:
(Busta Rhymes)
We got the real live shit from front to back
To my people in the world, where the fuck you at?
Where my niggaz is at? (2X)
Where
Writer on TV's hottest show
The King Kaiser Comedy Cavalcade and every Saturday night at 8 pm we went on the air live!
Five minutes!
God, once, just
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
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
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