Lyrics:
Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Niggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some
(make ya scream out)
Some people really are (still)
Still dreaming (st-still dreamin')
(O-o-o-o-one two one two
Some dreams stay dreams some dreams
as spooked as that by the sound
Fuck it with Saddam I'll bring a new saigon
Ain't nothing changed pe we be the same crew boy
Yeah that's right nine eight
mind
Yuh!
It's 3:33
What am I destined to be?
Who am I destined to see?
Dreams that I'll live by the Seas
Flipping Dinero 360 degrees
[Cash]
And me some
Fucker! (What?)
Chorus: Mobb Deep
(Yo it's the) G.O.D., Father Pt. III
QBC, sip lime Bacardia
Heavy on the wrist, cube-link, my ice ring
Drama we bring,
You never hear that we buckle
Beef? we chuckle
Scuffle over a game of pinochle
Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double
Unless you want
you gon get it how you live cuz..
[Hook 2: Nelly]
This goes out to my West Coast crew
Now hold ya Dub up in the airr if ya feel me
Fuck em all
hitman I want you dead ya crew dead
If I go in my bag like you did blllllllat!
I'll air this bitch out and
That's on my two kids
Truth is, this not gon' go
reports world news as
They report about me, we're in trouble
Are you saying that
No, wait, let me finish have you thought of
The chance I'm taking by
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
two two
Kickin shit for the o two two
Kickin shit for the o two two
We here bitch, I thought you knew
Haha yea
Kickin shit for the o two two
Kickin shit
(make ya scream out)
Some people really are (still)
Still dreaming (st-still dreamin')
(O-o-o-o-one two one two
Some dreams stay dreams some dreams
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
understandin’
We play bass!
[Verse 2]
He likes all genres of music
There is no doubt about that
He dislikes war to a certain extent
I don’t know where he lives
goin down
Gettin round
I'm the spook that sat by the sound
F***ing with Sadamn will bring a new Saigon
Ain't nothing changed PE we be the same crew
lay
Hard from the joint but fly to my heart
I didn't want trouble but the shit had to start
Out with my crew, some punks got loud
Shot gun blasts
you
When we walk inside the club
They think its a war cause we pull up
Real deep with the whole crew
(Beat stop) EASY !
I dont really know why they be
doing bigger than you
When we walk inside the club
They think its a war cause we pull up
Real deep with the whole crew
(Beat stop) EASY !
I dont
ain't playin' (what they yellin nigga)
We ain't playin' (what they stressin nigga)
we ain't playin' (what they yellin nigga)
[Verse 2: Pastor Troy]
play live
Ask the people who they fly
The crew J5
We ride right into the night
Words that we write
We're calm then a settle your site
Come
Forever rated never outdated
R.F to your projects from Drew Ham to Sudan
When we clap we don't even need two hands
More money more murder more
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
Before we break you and ya lame crew
Give an inch and these chumps take two
That’s why we bust the 1, 2, 1, 2
Trust that we’ll meet up soon
You know aint
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