Lyrics:
did it and got bagged with two ounces
I live a world where squads hit the block hard
Ask my man Twin when he got bagged, that fucked me up, God
But
boy
On the outskirts, of what works
Live those who go for broke, and merk to get merked
Live by the sword and die by the semi
Not part of my ways, but
recognize, freak bitches fantasize
Uhh, ahhh..
Chorus: Lil' Cease
Uh, one two y'all, you know I rocked 'cha
Step in the realms of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
One two
live they shits pop
Hey, hey, tick tock, this is for my hoes
Make your hips rock
Light a L, baby, let the Crys' pop
Get your tick tock from this hip
different cliques and crews to belong to
All identified by the music they drawn to
Check the status of your apparatus and then go
Nowaday, it ain't that
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]
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
I'm a real street nigga by nature
She can leave but i ain't finna chase her
Think i figured why these niggas hate us, counting pape on a every day
play we vets
It's west coast foe life no crew only sets
[Ice Cube]
It's the dog breathing through the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit
Don
nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin' on chrome
That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
My whole crew lives illegal
Strapped with
is clear
I go by myself
The bigger the bag the bigger the bills
Is the harder you chase
Two bis on me i play with the legs
I pray with the tit's she
you knew I was goin' to bust a move (brr)
I'm drippin' mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don't play by
by man
Soup is in di pot beef is on di bone
Wha a concern n_gga leave it alone
Live inna glass so, please don't fling nuh stone
Badman hold it
38 and knife
A no retreat no surrender attitude since my youth
Live by the code an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
Bruh the truth is I'm a get
seats to hear Biggie Smalls speak (that's right)
Livin' life without fear
Puttin' five karats in my baby girl's ear
Lunches, brunches, interviews by
with it (do with it)
Now that I got me some (some)
Gon' let my crew hit it (crew hit it)
We smoking bubblegum (gum)
Chocolate, and blueberry
Uh
Uh
I love you, Atake (yeah)
Yeah, ooh, ooh
Lil' bit' pussy pink, so I went and bought a mink (pink)
I was workin' a trap, never worked
the money, was a no-show
Pop up crew, walkin' through a funeral
Like big dance six 'cause I'm big, oh
To be honest, won't live long
But while I'm here I
Rain
It's hard to live
Moonlight
Rain
Fold all lies
Spring meadow
The sun gave me my rise
An eager man
And a doubled trail that bounded up by spruce
dick pussy niggas
Down with the quick
My peeps guzzilin' while your
Crew was takin' sips
Set the vault lampin' comin'
Through comin' through
QB in this
sure eat it drink it all off na make none go to waste
And who's aeoberti upon Falcon Crest you know him a chase
Se that the top of the crew Sis V
barefoot willin'
Look at the chain, I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin'
Half of the crew probably
the boogie
I be loyal to my peeps
Like budha stud doogie
Never very bad news
Payin' crazy dues
I'm blowin' out crews
And tamin' mad shrews
Like Bill
caper
Barry at the baker
Two fizz fatty and a cold coal bread
I'm wicked in mah head
I paint mah skull red
Well well in mah walk when
Flickin' mah
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