Lyrics:
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
leavin' out this bitch til after two sum'n
Man, why yo crew frontin'?
Y'all ain't gon do nothin'
All these ladies in here, and y'all tryna prove sum'n?
started
Dropped 2 albums sounded so apart and
Y’all still in the same spot, sound the same as we all did, yeah
Don’t compare to me these others
We are not
and then ask, "Who chipped in for the ten bag?"
Et cetera, I roll my blunts with two textures
Pick up fifty bags and then I smoke all the extras
It's
Verse
Southside Eastside Westside
we
keepin' it G
We
need
to live by the code of street
We
in the club twenty
deep
yo
Everybody on the streets know
This
moms was so strong
Don't let them get you fed
This world is yours she said
Now nothin that stoppin me but two to the head
In life there's more
always make it through
This is the lifeboat Louisa Heartwell and we are the Cromer Crew
The swedish ship Fernebo had hit a mine and split in two
And only
has a cause and effect
But I first test the mic with the 1-2 check
The hip-hop world made the Juice Crew orphans
Gained our respect sealin' up much
MAN y'all MUST GOT ME CONFUSE I TAKE NIGGAZ BY TWO I BREAK NIGGAZ IN TWO MAN y'all FAKE NIGGAZ IS through I HEAR YA ALBUM IS POO I'm JUS TELLIN DA TRUTH
Aiyyo aiyyo Kris they know the rules
Hahahahaha yeah ya don't stop (say what?)
A ya don't stop (BDP in the house) a ya don't stop
(Check it
His crew they doing what they do
Follow orders killem all entire house and families 2
Rise 2 power like a king
Rain of terror in the spring
Weathers
bounce that shit
Now here I am, chillin' in the 212
I got my shawty by my side
And my two live crew
Makin' noise, wakin' the hood
Fuck they gon' do? I got
name
We be ballin like the Dream Team in my crew
No Limit for life, and always 4ever TRU
[Chorus:x3]
4ever muthafuckin TRU, thought ya knew
Now just throw your hands way up in the air
And wave 'em all around like you just don't care
And if you're here to get down
Lemme hear ya say, aw, yeah
or hate it
Except it or debate it
I shouldn't care what you choose but I do, that's me
What you hear on the mic and what I'm like in real life are two in
a love for small lawns and hair pin triggers
Dare niggas third in my crew, it's known killers
Model hoes that blow with hour glass figures
We live for raw
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
Hopefully all you jokers can be as dope as me
Once you grow up and go and live
Your life how it's supposed to be
I'm not gon' drop it, I'm in a rocket
I'm in
can't live his life
(Repeat)
Verse 2:
I'm in the Zoo every night B
Come through in a white tee, icy
But watch wifey, ooh, I think she like me
I own
what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you
You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
Hear me
what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, that's what's up
Wu-tang, nigga, Crash Ya Crew , laugh at you
You bastard, you, pass through, slap an ass or two
Hear me
the slugs out
Love don't live here anymore
I artillery dog
Came wit many foes
Spend ya benz is twenty slow
Get to tha house kick in tha door
You
Every day
And then you work so hard till ya hair turn gray
Let me tell you about life and 'bout the way it is
See we live by the gun so we die by
yearning
Respect is a given but living we all earning
Wanna live the type of life that I drive a two seater and wife tight
She can't put junior in the back
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