Lyrics:
to a theater near you
To the U-A-C crew, nuff respect due
Do I do, where I do, when I do
I do do do, yo I do it on the ease
[Verse 2]
I be kickin' it with
come from, still gotta pack a gun
'Case some young motherf***ers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' 'til
Send a hit threw the G5
12 Am don’t know who kilt him Drop the tint hang out the window
You don’t want to see us creep by
You don’t want to see us
Partyin' like a motherfucker now, all night
But, uh, simple as fact
I been wantin' to serve your whole fuckin' crew (wassup?)
Now whatchu wanna do? (Hmm,
from, still gotta pack a gun
Case some young motherfuckers wanna play dumb
I guess I live life forever jugglin'
But I'll be hustlin' til the early
2 Live
Crew I
Labor over every little nuance
So if you gotta leave in the morning then love me two times
I don't even have to run game if I want it
I
a stop by the barber; you can hit the shops in the harbor
Then get the chops or the lobster
Prime on twelve, dinner for dos
We begin with a toast, end
now a 12" single
Letting off many styles of hip hop
Holding the mic that I made in wood shop
Forget gold, my key chain was a cable
Two math
now a 12" single
Letting off many styles of hip hop
Holding the mic that I made in wood shop
Forget gold, my key chain was a cable
Two math
filed, makeup made
We can shock South Beach, shake up Dade
In a drop top Phantom with the Drakov blades
I'm a stop by the barber, you can hit the shops
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
what to say, I was hangin' by a string
She said, "Hey, you two, I was once like you, and I liked to do the wild thing"
Wild thing
She loved to do
two
Livin down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
cut out lives, gotta take advice, make another bag
I multiply multiply never deny
Feeling the love so I gotta divide
Divide it
F**k you talmbout', yeah
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
I look up at night
Grounded by the planes in the sky
If I fly westward to them
Will I ever wanna go back home again?
Birdsong bleeding through my
stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record
infected by devils
My father would come home, he would forget about the killings
He wasn't scared of the Shogun, but the shogun was scared of him
Maybe
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
to pound
Feel the beat and obey the raw sound
We give ourselves two lives and we can't get enough
No we won't get enough
We are the stains in black
loaded
But by golly don’t I do it so effortlessly?
Elegantly, this cheese is a delicacy
This is red wine and turtlenecks, and you shutting the f**k up
the B.G.
You fucking with the whole crew
I feel like niggaz trying to size me up
I feel like niggaz trying to bust me up
I feel like Look, I can't be
gotta live through it
I break through with my WB crew Q Ball packs
The steel having niggas running
Like fire drills
We sending fronters on permanent
a fo'-five
Lick you up in yo' eye, blast, make the party live
I live the unusual, crucial life
So pay attention when I come through for you and your crew
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