Lyrics:
highly addictive
Especially when you're used to havin' money to live with
I thought step back look at my life as a whole
Ain't no love it seems the devil
Vanishing in the wind
After commiting a sin
Then, I'm laying low till another day
As for your crew, I send them to you when I come through at the wake
(That's
I was in 212 on the uptown A
Nigga, you know what's up or don't you?
Word to who made ya
I'm a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made up of?
I'ma
I was in 212 on the uptown A
Nigga, you know what's up or don't you?
Word to who made ya
I'm a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made up of?
I'ma
the third world
Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer
Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life, so I live by my word
Never
They say I'm lonely…
Nah I call it solitude
Now I'm right here without a crew
And I'm still making solid moves
Most can't separate the two
They say
Pour two shots for loss Soldiers
And one more for the whole city
Other cities can't fuck with us
And if they do they so silly
Clocked in no time out
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
Well, I see myself on top, by the age of twenty-two
Or will I drop? A fallen star that has been forgotten, not
In the past, I mainly hustled for
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
I'm a don I'll be working Till my Crew is eets
Shoot the peace, Brother I'm waiting For ya like uber eats
Said I'm a don, You can try steppin You'll
Keep filling my cup
We deh a million up Mi deh a million up
Dwaggg!! Verse..
Man a live nice
Man a live up di life
Mi have a couple gyal weh still
it’s a piece of meat
I put it on then it gets yammed off
I live by the motto invest in yourself
I get by without protection or help
I need a clean bill
This is my life and many come and go like one night stands
I treat live jams like a sermons and in my mic hand
A holy get them with ya bless ya
Shit you
up just like a actress
I take ya motherfuckers one-by-one and show ya how it's done
And dick ya down in front of everyone
Bitch niggas ain't got
phone, cuz now we in our zone
Summer where ya at cause the DG’s cookin up a storm
Never know when we die
I’m gonna live my life
No we don’t have no time
a riff and get right in it
Yeah a sad sad day when mix, he went away
2 Live Crew would never be the same,
A Drummer beat snippet, and then some boomin'
Get
‘cause we know what the struggles like,
That's when she leaned in and told me she lives a hustlin' life,
She said I got it, and I responded I love ya
live
I socialize with the wise
Underprivileged spiritually deprived
At times in the flesh
Airwaves getting checked
The vibe is energized by
slide on thru
We go 2 in the morning McDonald's drive thru
With the crew, what we get into
This is how we party in the bay get it too
Get it live I arrive
that
My crew that shit
Whole crowd so loud saying do that shit
One, two, three, four, five in this bitch
Can't believe they got the people so live
me at the rink a lot (uh huh)
But enough about me ma, you look amazing
Are you Haitian?
I'm half that and half Asian, my name is Raven
Live in
he leaned over and put the gun right to her head
[Chorus - 2Pac/Makaveli]
Young niggaz in the wild life
Criminal mind of a juvenile still live
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
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