Lyrics:
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
and hype
Like you fling Dandimite and nuh live gangster life
You're in 2 deep
And a run off you beak
And your thing go breach and bad man go see it
You're in
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
and hype
Like you fling Dandimite and nuh live gangster life
You're in 2 deep
And a run off you beak
And your thing go breach and bad man go see it
You're in
of the woods
It's ripped, one thing for sure I'll be good
I'm 2 Live, Nasty As I Wanna Be
Don't shake your sassy ass in front of me
'fore I take you there
Meanwhile, she out, doin' the same thing now
Nightmares from your dream gal make ya scream out
Some people really (still dreamin')
Some people really
I shoot the lights out
Hide 'til it's bright out
Oh, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
Ah
Bitch, I'm a monster
begin
We draw a line in the sand
Will you cross it? Oh, will you die for this?
Got nothing to tell you that you don't
Through your sadness below,
it fast
Sisters do their dirt outside
Of where they live
Bitches have niggas all up in your crib
Sisters tell you quick "you
Better check your homie"
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
your waist like a hydraulic car
When ya wanna drop it girl, we can go very far, ooh
Give it up, give it up you got it
Show we what you got, you got
for a while, I'm gon' go call my crew
You go call your crew
We can rendezvous at the bar around two
Plans to leave, throw the keys to 'Lil Cease
fingers
Bring in competition and face this Nina
Got your whole crew doing subpoenas
Hell nah, you ain't seen a crew genius
Murder whoever's between us,
the advancement and run
Drive-by you in the rain while you carry your son
Call your house and hang up on you for not givin' me none
Born straight up out a pussy
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
sharp as always
Runnin' ya bricks with blitz
Through ya project hallways
Dumpin' crews like two's, nigga, all day
Secrets of war prepare me for the worst
ya box in the mud
Get ya glocks in ya gloves
Ride drops on dubs
We gon' live by that
Make the snitches catch a cut
Soldier pistol nigga what
Hit
never watched the sky grow pale
Or strolled through fields of dew
I do not know of dust to dust
I live from breath to breath
I live to climb that
I shoot the lights out
Hide 'til it's bright out
Oh, just another lonely night
Are you willing to sacrifice your life?
Ah
Bitch, I'm a monster
bodies are fished out
I'm wreckin' niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya faggots into
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
And whose sphere of freedom is limited according to the wishes of a master
Your power and authority is ruled over by another
And your sphere of freedom
your piston
(eh-eh-eh-eh) Now you niggaz can't make pole position
Class E chassis can't hold the transmission
Crew pit, useless, they got they tools
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