Lyrics:
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
afraid to expose it
That nigga snakey too, guess, y'all the snakey crew
I'm finna eat him both, I guess I'll have a meal for two
You say you H-Town, but I
on
the floor gettin ready for the party tonight through it up if your down
to roll
Verse 1
Come on come on lets do it again 2 double o 1 dropin it nbk with
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
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
in the ruins do you want to get chewed up?
shut em down one round when the crew is up
don't pop( 1 2 ) combination get a swift violation
Deadly kid.. yo!
"C'mon!" "One two!"
"The numba one set and sound" -> [BDP]
"Meth-Tical" -> [Method]
"Pete Rock, this one's for the crew" -> [CL Smooth]
style, I'm still *mini, money, mini, mini,
It aint all about the money*
[Verse 1]
When I was hustla, two dogs by my side plus a black pistola
Loud MCs,
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
base
Anytime and place
What? Like Janet, I slam kids
Harder than Sha-quille O'neal down to the masses
I take crews back to, um, hiphop classes
Because
and
Watch this money pile in
Got two freaks that's super nasty
Everybody's wylin'
See me flash on TV channels
(Never throw the towel in)
People passing, keep
[Verse 1]
One for the devil two for my God
Father please forgive me while I rock this broad!
(Tormented)
I've been lovin coochie since it was
styles
Takin' out wack MC's by the piles, for real
Episode #2: God's Gift
I have no strings to hold me down
Beware of the Tupperware
It's
by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet
Then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Way like them
E.D.I Amin]
Life in High Speed
F*** the punishment, tie weed
I gonna buy me a gun
F*** doin` time
[2Pac]
I live life High Speed
Slightly
talk
It’s Mykel Hawk elevated lyrics need a flight suit
Dunder Mifflin produce the beets like Dwight Schrute
Nasty like 2 Live Crew, expose you like
talk
It’s Mykel Hawk elevated lyrics need a flight suit
Dunder Mifflin produce the beets like Dwight Schrute
Nasty like 2 Live Crew, expose you like
Out here with the same team
(Won't switch sides)
Just trying make it mainstream
(And get by)
No Tris inside my bloodstream
This wockhardt got me
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
me wit' no other by the flow, motherfucker
Dedicated to all of those with big egos
Never fakin', we get the dough and live legal
Haters hate this,
live in hell (hell)
A livin' hell, I'm Hellboy, I live in hell
I let the money dance, the diamond blings all by itself
Without any help, so that
'em down
Turn 'em into shopping malls the hood is like a ghost town
Haunted by souls who thought that time stood still
Just live your life
How I live? Big shot, on my grind, all ready
I'mma lay it down like a carpenter, when you let me
Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that
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