Lyrics:
pretty low
But them niggas ishomos like the maxwell video
I got 2 albums and 2 cars
Now bitches on my dick cause of chico debarge
Thugged out's 1st lady
two heroin charges,
And I still got somethin' stashed in the garages,
y'all is petty, it's gone take two to fill my stamina,
When I pass the camera,
of an influence
And live your life, don't try to make someone else have that shit, might ruin it
Yeah, I make money off all type of shit, I got stocks for me
fucked for they publishing, heh
Always gotta be the weakest nigga out the crew
I probably make more money off yo' album, than you
You see
feel
Hook
B.G.:
You fuck with Lil' Turk, you fucking with the whole crew
Juvenile:
I feel like I'mma lose my life for this
I feel like I'mma have
Picture myself a old man a OG
Some niggas will conversate with lairs
All day time pass
(Nah lemme start somethin' else)
Soul on ice death threats given by
"When you're on the run from the police you got two options
Turn yourself in, or come out blasting!"
The chase ain't over the battle ain't done
into it
Two separate albums dissin', I just did a Kim to it, nigga, skim through it
Me and Savage had the hoes drippin' wet at shows, almost had
that got the shorties in the smash)
Take one (take two) We comin through for your crew
(Who are you?) Talkin about you man (you can't Wu)
But you
gangbang or ball? (Nigga)
Just ask the lil' homey Do Dirty
We get drunk and start beatin fools up at the pool party
Chorus (x2)
[Mack 10]
Yeah,
what?)
They gon' keep it cool 'cause we'll rat them niggas
Huh, livin' to die, nigga we dyin' to live (dyin' to live)
Had to sacrifice my life just for
I won't ever die
Just burn the coffin
I look to the sky
And see it often
I'm gon live forever ever off it
I'm gon live forever ever off it
I won't
Go (brr)
Can't come (gang, gang, gang)
Just gotta keep Bent'
(Jay Bunkin)
Uh (grr, grr)
(Yo, you heard? Turn my voice up a lil' bit)
Uh, uh
the whole city
So pretty, just chillin and bumpin old Biggie
With my boy, got his G2
Drove around the city's from
TO to Mississiauga
We never look back, we
and whites ride by and niggas yell, "Fuck them Jakes!"
So much respect, I can lay dough on the floor
Walk away and come back without cats runnin off
I'm
you just turn and you toss
It wasn't they turn, it wasn't they turn
Listen, we all got somethin to learn
Two things is certain, you live then you
Somethin brand new from E. Dub)
That's bound to bub (Yeah, Yeah Yeah)
But I don't care If I don't get one spin
I gives a "WHAT!!!" like Lil' Jon and them
to the greedy lil paper, I'm on the MTV news,
I'm havin slugs fo shistey niggaz, tryin ta give me the blues,
I ain't a mutha fuckin Italian,
but my crew run
(Certified Wise)
Somethin' I take very seriously (I sensualise, Certified Wise)
Every songs a collection of kids charmed lives
Like the porn section of gary
summer
I remember bein' told somethin' by a old lover
I remember bein' pulled up when I was thrown under
All November long headstrong in the breeze
I don't
it knockin a lil bit more, that's crazy, I'm feeling this track right here man, all I gotta do is spit somethin crazy, it's a wrap...
I'm in
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
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
truly mock me
But who can stop me, from breakin' niggaz off like Fujiyaki?
My crew's probably the only niggaz that really live the lyrics
Niggaz
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