Lyrics:
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
with da bass
Boyz with da bass, boyz with da bass
2 Live Crew, 2 Live Crew
Boyz with da bass, you better know it
That's right y'all, you heard it 'cause
do it for the meals
We just wanna put some food on the table don't wanna die before we live
I just wanna rock and pop the bottles with the crew (Crew
baby, 2 Live is here!
[Marquis] Smokin' blunts by the pack, drunk off 'gnac
Watchin' my ones stack, I got it like that
Bitches know
fills
Up with fumes and roaring engines and
Blurred movement it's chaos
And at the center of it all is
Meek, by this time completely awake
And in his
, $hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
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,
and all the niggas you claim to
Came were trained by the weak
Double up ya power
Gotta compile it to fuck with me (Ah)
Made it clear like a squeegee
under the pit
So it's musty and the pistol sittin' comfy
I put my right hand up to God
My first drive-by was on the
Two pegs of a honkey
We was teenagers,
and shock it
Don't care who's saying stop it
You're lucky that the little pussy didn't
Get lit up like a rocket
They say that real recognise real
How comes
they quit on the spot
Whole crew at the top now
Three, bet I will fight to the
Death, mixing it up, come through
Let's rock now
One, two, three, cut it
you tried the Triple OG
(Bitch) what was you thinking?
I give the coke to your crew
The butter's crazy
Fallopian tube, just cut it baby
Gordo butterfly
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've joined that friend up, I will dun them
Out of town, that's where
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'
happen
Look at his face he cappin'
I ain't stupid, wet up ya clothes with a
Big nose it ain't mucus
This thot I got from St louis
Gave the whole crew head
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
this corner, MC Ryan D
And up next is 2Pacalypse
Yo I can rock it on a slow tip
Don't flip, cause I can do this
No shit, won't trip, ain't nothin'
rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud
Because we're wheelin', dealin', we got a funny feelin'
We rock from the floor up to the ceilin'
We groove it
rockin' on the mic, you should all applaud
Because we're wheelin', dealin', we got a funny feelin'
We rock from the floor up to the ceilin'
We groove it
with the crew (With the crew)
Running from the blues
Sippin on some brew
Climbing up the roof
Hit a joint or two
Hit a joint or two right!
Waiting for
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
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