Lyrics:
FACECZAR, CZARFACE
This that third world shit
Far from the norm
Always where the action is
Monumental (CZARFACE)
Yo
G by nature, cop a new V
it nigga, for real
[Hook] X 2
[Snoop Dogg]
They live on the streets, and they hustle for fame
Some claim twenty crip but most
Choppin' a bitch my crew hit then they slide
Know I live by the trap and the rules I abide
I won’t touch on a thot keep my girl by my side
If you
as long as you keep
Swaying to another crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's
Simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm
Tryin' to live
emcees, I send em to the Pet Cemetery
Your whole crew turns chicken when they finish
watching you die, so please stand by as I fry
You kinda sour so I
Out of range, never running out of game
Lotta chains, came with a lot of pain
Not a day goes by I ain't got a jay
Spending change, where that
to your knees like a sit-up, bitch
Get too live for the crew, Two-9
We're the new 2 Live Crew, give up, bitch
Send 'em all to Hell, (?)
Spit it like
and kept the same record
I just need the gang undefeated (Undefeated)
I need the money counted up and split it even (Split it up)
Everything in pairs two
the news
Two four hour lockdown, we made no moves
Now it's 4 am and I'm back
Up poppin' with the crew i just landed in
Chase B mixes pop like Jamba Juice
it, gives a (uff) I'm a flaunt it
That (haaaa) got niggas thinkin I'm hunted, the bumbell
[Chorus] X 2
[Tech N9ne] (Yukmouth)
Yeah (Live and direct)
much background in political
Science but this much I know: Attending
Rallies sponsored by 110-percent
Anti-Communist cultists
Or donning white sheets
entourage
But then they still get touched on by the law
That makes me think, what the fuck they even hired 'em for
You see we all in the same gang
Because
uhh
On your marks, get set, go for what you know
It's the number one crew in your area, doe for doe
I keep it thuggish with my dicky's on sag
I
woof tickets
Nigga, you make a gang of noise and never seen like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
A lot of niggas is soft and get tossed
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
bowlin ball paper swirl
Gotta trap it white, baller candy bike
I don't light it though get too high
Stay too low
I live by the code, extra credit mode
on the scene
Well, it's not that we're rowdy, rude, raunchy or loud
But a match into nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
[eiht]
Geah (hey)
Bitch
Get down like you live, hey, uh
Get down like you live
Geah
Uh, we's a gang a player niggas that's out for dough
Gettin money
on ghoul shit
Now your vibing with the ghosts
My whole crew lit
Grab your lighters for a smoke
Don't give two shits
If you biting you a hoe
Had to pop my
Word up son
I did cause I had to discipline niggas, know what I'm sayin'?
Eatin' like he live, he ain't live, word up
Nobody can't eat if I can't,
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
literally, literary literature
Six slippery Seals slippin silently ashore
Sally sold seashells down by the seashore
Sold two shells but couldn't see to sell
ah,oh ah, do a walk by and watch everybody die
N****s into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak b****es riches and hydrolics
Pull heat knock you off yo
the Gang, and I'm in it..")
Verse 2: Binky Mack
To be down with the Connect ain't simple
You got to grind your own you want a spot find your own
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