Lyrics:
point of view
To anyone passing by, that's who they're talking to.
There was someone on a platform talking to the folks
About the T.V. god and all
A couple of cocktails'll send me to jail
There's a couple of cops hot on my trail
But this time, when I get pulled over
There's a Doberman Pinscher
And get mental
Pop the track eight track lincoln contniental
I'm the mouth that roared
Swore to the Lord
The eye of hawk
Both live and die by
wild and sweet
Hot summer nights
In the end two hearts will meet
And maybe they'll find whatever they seek
If they can, they'll learn how to keep
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
that fiend Denise
Cruise the streets, stuntin in that Maybach sixty-two
Nigga what my dope goin fo', 62, c'mon! A gram
By man, my plan's to expand
Remy Boyz they know the crew name
Chopper kickin' we call it Liu Kang baby
Pay attention to how we move things
Fuck niggas they screamin' Zoo Gang
the bitchz back
I'm prejudice but wit nothing but some white gurls
I kno you like girls yea I got girl and they all
Young 18 and under
Cold Winters Hot
some more old shit from kill em all eh
you don't mind if we speed it up some huh?
So, we need to see some action out there if you fucking don't know by
[Chorus]
All this drinking going catch up
And all this smoking going catch up
But some niggas just really don't give a fuck
But some niggas just
your lovin'
Gimme some a-lovin'
I need all your lovin'
Gimme some a-lovin'
Now I need all your loving
Sha la la la la la live for today
Sha la la la la
Before dem gang up inna crew
Gyal a grudge yuh fi yuh pretty face
But every body couldn't have a
Pretty face likе you
Original hot gyal forever
Mi gyal
revealed like you W. Fard
Some sheisty New York niggaz thirsty for chedda
You shinin' you get your jewels taken with your Hil' sweater
Keepin this rap
niggas and my man Tofu
I'm through evil that man do
Get some ass on the side so my love can shine through
Pull a cigar with crew, lean back and let
Remy Boyz they know the crew name
Chopper kickin' we call it Liu Kang baby
Pay attention to how we move things
Fuck niggas they screamin' Zoo Gang
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, "Jesus, save me"
You know how the game be, I can't let 'em change me
'Cause
Peeped out Little Miss Muffet on her tuffet eating grits
She saw the MAC-10 and the bitch had the shits
Ran into her house, called up her crew
'Cause
her bring her friend, come through
Im icy with the crew
Got a desert DJ Clue
How i grew how i grew
(HOOK)
Poppin bottles, Spending Guwop,
Women Hot
you can, that?s a line I understand
Live each moment like your last, cause life goes by you so damn fast
Make a promise and keep it true cause that is
When I think of all the worries
People seem to find
And how they're in a hurry
To complicate their minds
By chasing after money
And dreams
I murder tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who want to mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with
the dance floor, nigga, one, two, three
Where my chicks? (Uh-huh)
All my girls that'll transport bricks (ayy, ayy)
Got some MAC lip gloss on ya lips (oh,
that the tears roll down your face (Down your face)
Your body grasp who we are (Who are we?)
Two gypsy beggars who only by Vegas
Came to be a star
(A
tracks, put two in a crew
Tell me, who want to mo'
Catch me in the studio, what? Doing a do
Give me 10 minutes, I'll hook you up with joint that's mean
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