Lyrics:
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
my crew was lame (uh)
I have enough heart for most of 'em
Long as I got stuff from most of 'em (oh)
It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point
my crew was lame (uh)
I have enough heart for most of 'em
Long as I got stuff from most of 'em (oh)
It's on, even when I was wrong I got my point
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
position (uh), here come my intuition (uh-huh)
Go in this pocket
Rob him while his friends watchin'
That clockin' (uh), here comes respect
His crew's
Every day of my life since 11-2-74
On the street makin non-stop CREAM galore
Packin heat, stickin up weed stores and more
Collectin interest off
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
Unloaded on his ass and dumped him in his Abyss
And now his crew's on my dick because I'm Hell Sent
[Wish]
I'm standing in Hell with the gauge ready to buck
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
on the guest list
Freaky things, sex scenes, a bowl of ice cream
My advice to her is time to trade to my team
Dope boy, dope car, I got the dope dick
Dope
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
hitman I want you dead ya crew dead
If I go in my bag like you did blllllllat!
I'll air this bitch out and
That's on my two kids
Truth is, this not gon' go
P? What
You know 'bout Dr dre?
What you know about Do or Die?
Them niggas were too live
What you know 'bout 2 Live Crew?
What you know 'bout Uncle
snoop crown on the vic
Crown on my wrist, crown on my bitch
And a couple crowns on my crew
Keeping pounds of the blue
Ivory in it, tsunami in it when I be
in it
Pull out her cervix and then tell
Her to suck my dick
That's how you really fuck a bitch
Look at his eyebrows this nigga hostile
Like, "Damn that
(Translation)
So you can suck my dick if you don't like my shit
'Cause I was high when I wrote this, so suck my dick
Two pills I pop, 'til my
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
gooey shit on his chest
Watch this motherfucker beg for mercy
Shoulda let his wiz suck my dick
For the time he jerked me
The soldier I rolls with
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
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
dick, you got my thing hard
You got skills, you should win an ABN award
I got my playing card, it's the two of spades
Deuce is wild, check it out, and you
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
For eachother
But could you ride this dick?
(Huh, yeah)
Do it ruthless smoothest
Don't know who's next
Rather I'd live than I don't
So baby two step
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