Lyrics:
a fifty two box, original tick in the mind
Listenin to 'Pac and them drop with a prestigious design
My niggaz is dimes, my bitches is dimes
I came up
They don't need a partner to swing (X6)
"More cash in my hand" - Grand Puba
Verse 2:
Surrounded by more mysteries than the stone henge
Warning your
hustlin', linen been crushin' 'em
Women been fuckin' them, huh?
You see I live for the love of the street
Rap to the ruggedest beats
Hall closet
to pound
Feel the beat and obey the raw sound
We give ourselves two lives and we can't get enough
No we won't get enough
We are the stains in black
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
barefoot willin'
Look at the chain, I snatched with a medallion worth a thousand
Cops rushed the garden made it home smilin'
Half of the crew probably
since I was 5'8
5'6 to 5'2 the 40 divide you
According to Sky Blue
Now he repping that Piru shorty is Pi too
He don't want it with my crew
You ain't' got
above ya and if not? You got 2 legs beneath ya and if not? At least you ain’t getting beat down and shot You still got a lot, a lil spot, a lil cot,
to work
I must to bust two nuts back to bay
Never seen a bitch work head like that
She had me jumpin' out of my seat
Workin' her jaws to the beat
She
- swing beat
Name; Heavy D, so just watch me
Car; Chevy four by four Blazer
Favorite pasttime? Skeeze chaser!
Size; ten and a half, sometimes
and lips
I use battin' rouge to battle crews who don't like the remix
And you just act confused by the way I choose to fuck with a double helix
Cuddle with
to last me
To the end of the week
I live by the beat like
You live check to check
If you don't move yo' feet then I don't eat
So we like neck to neck
Yes we
[Verse 1: Tony Sunshine]
On the streets of New York [Repeat: x 2]
I was standing by the hydrin watching time fly by
Me and Crazy Lou, Tony Tuibe
the third world
Decipher my deceiver, make him a believer
Spittin' Gem Stars words in my mic type receiver
Bond is my life, so I live by my word
Never
I'm sittin' here perfectly still 'cause I've got no place to go
Be about two months until we light up the show
Follow me now I sing of spring it's
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
Yo remix by my man Allstar, check this out
B-b-b-bounce money bounce, only one things counts, huh
And I'm here to announce
The flex, the X when
We are here to tell the world just who we are
Shocking female (MC's), shocking female (MC's) (Repeat 2x)
Verse 1: Phife
No need for, introductions,
know about a pine box?
Money goin' out with nine Glocks
Autopsy on that same nigga when they pull out twenty-nine shots
'Til I hit up your whole crew
by the beat
Like you live check-to-check
If it don't move your feet
Then, I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a long
Way like them
the boogie
I be loyal to my peeps
Like budha stud doogie
Never very bad news
Payin' crazy dues
I'm blowin' out crews
And tamin' mad shrews
Like Bill
And a hundred words for them hummingbirds that like to eavesdrop
And fan out like peacocks with a parakeet that beat box
So the sun rise when the beat drops
nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
To introduce the Too Damn type posse to you
I'ma start the introductions
was a problem
Pull up on the bottom
Come with other gamer
Imma crash them on the Flow
Killer english phase
Ii del in the box
Imma fucking best
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