Lyrics:
you had to enter this
Some plans, one chance, hold heat, hold head, hold theirs (hold ya head)
Peep rules, we proof, meet troops, speak truth, teach
wannabe crew
In your bodywarmer Nike and bad attitude
I'm not being rude but you've already got babies with two different ladies
How do you want to be
salty
Speak on me that Nigga spreading lies
I pressed him out about it
Talking hot he kept that shit denied
Why you antisocial
Bitch I'm always staying by
wack, they all see me
Warm up two like some hot car seats
By the end of this year, I'll buy a TV
I'll be on TV, on a tall HD
I'm living that life and I
accepted
Yea
Hata's be feeling some way but never say shit
My team gone be up
That's dat two k shit
Long Live Krunk Man three
I swear
They ain't gone do
selfish
And tell me how you fucked 2Pac with no Elvis
Love lobster but hate shellfish
Hot girl but you so celcius
That's why I met a thousand
You's
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
the 'lation
Elevation take us standin' with wickeness
Tendecies candle wick and it's hot, you got me shakin'
Soon as I'm finished, I roll up some spinach
Bill Cosby comes Rico
Transmitting live to all my black people
Catch my drift, I'm down with my nigga E-Swift
My name is Tash, I'm from the group
it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
It's on now
We Worldwide
Roots crew what up
Yo
I'm every MC by the name of Jay-Dee (Do it)
it)
What it's all about
(Stop)
What it's all about
It's on now
We Worldwide
Roots crew what up
Yo
I'm every MC by the name of Jay-Dee (Do it)
of unworthiness
Her name was Karen, she drove a black LeBaron
And by the way, she used to sell packs of crack for Aaron
Tyron, do anything to be in a live zone
Can't See (Why)
Ole Girl Can't See (Why)
The Reason I cint Dancing I Got 2 Left Feet (Ready Set Go Go)
Verse 1
Let me start off by saying lucky get it
the throttle
And fuck that beef shit cause some beef won¡¦t die
And some niggas will say they gangsta but they won¡¦t ride
And while it¡¦s hard for you
singing my song by the end of the week
Lurked two times on the opp block
Saw one opp should of seen how he got dropped
I don't play about my business I
memos on crews
And I, paid my deuce from scramblin blues
And I, laid my rules from cookin these fools
And these, fucked up time in seventy-two's
And I,
and fuck with the squad
Critical plot, administered by the nigga who
Critics consider the illest shit in the city now
Bitch lie me down, so hot I could
grind on, now put your panties back on
Thank you for your cooperation
Rahzel, on your Hot 97 station
[Chorus x 2]
[Woman:]
Oh what's wrong
group 4
And you got defeat by the one u need 2 for
These other spitters ain't hot they are lukewarm
Have you ever seen a grime spirit in it's true form
top of the stove
I go through emotions, but some I'm just not finna show
Haven't I proved to you, I'm always hot when it's cold?
Haven't I proved,
and drop it down
-you betta eat that MF like some crawfish
-she get live she get wild she a down bitch
-throw that ass or move around pussy poppin in
huh
Now we returned!
To whom it may concern
When you're hot you burn
Maybe it wasn't meant to be
Or it just ain't your turn
The rules also stern
Nigga
Subconsciously programmed by society
Swervin' through my mind tryna find some peace
The meditation is key
Cause the mind be limited physically
Cannot
suckers
Push the button I been up to something
Super soak the wrist when Jesus drop the water runneth
I make these haters sick they hot and yea I surely
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