Lyrics:
your crowd) We layin down tighter than plaques
When I blast I wild like them two bitches from Baps
Yo, the Hong Kong Fooey, human tornado like Rudy
(";A loser!";)
I crack another brew, sit back and watch what niggaz do
Who threw that 2-you? I'm rollin the whole fuckin crew
One by one niggaz come
(Ludacris) Verse 1
I just touched down in killa Cali,
Strapped up my boots,
Got scooped up by Game,
So I hopped up in the coupe,
Gaah, What up
and I don't quit
I get pushed to the limit, and yo that's it
Step by step, I put an end to your fun
Cause I'm the chosen one, yes me my son
A young kid
'm kinda blessed so I wrote this manifesto for life
Co-signed by the others with a knife
On the real tip let's take a field trip from the ghetto
You pick
Two-step, shuffle, moves smooth like a vendor
Gettin' lit, crew tight, never no pretenders
From the club to the block, we the main agenda
on the mic then I tell em step
Not waiting or debating, cause MC's keep hating
Play me too close, like two dogs mating
Now let's get on with the rest
, Ciara taught us with the one two
Came to terms that they'll try to drag me down
Bitch I'm above you, fuck you
It must suck to be on the sideline after
’m a poison cancer Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moon lit skies, A flare melts off my balls, as ordered by my secrete fairy dancers Blood
远航的人们驶进大海
狗男狗女多么畅快
喂脱缰的兄台
探索着原野
感情里的摇摆
良心烧成残骸
One step Two Step
(一步两步)
Three more steps
(未来的每一步)
夜路湿鞋尸横遍野
嗯 那对狗男女 对对
嗯 这对狗男女 对对
嗯 仿佛受害的人
显的蛮不讲理
又或是合乎情理
嗯
times am I gunna have to tell y'all?
Flipmode run these streets, c'mon!
[Chorus 2: Mynx] {*Busta Rhymes ad-libs*}
I wish I - I wish I had just
trembling times
Take a look around ..Watch your
Chorus
Step by Step Stone by stone
Meet me at the corner of the road
Step by Step Stone by stone
make and multiply it like by like ten times
Watch how I two step to the side
Upping that chrome plated .45
Leave a fucker fried like a French fry
Take
to have it your way
Get dough or die, floss at all costs
Cash out and mash out, brought to you by
Grand Hustle and Young Money
I hope you niggas brung money
them whole for ten, double up for seventeen
Two outta one, step on it to win
They essay's is my partna, mafia stamp on the end
Two block solid, each one
Midnight you, midnight me
Between us two, a blank canvas
Our worlds become fluid and mix with each other
We paint stars creating constellations in
whatchu wanna do? Yeah)
Load up your weapon, slowly step in
Caught your homie straight slippin'
You shoulda known from the jump, nigga, that I was
and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who
the complete lock and beat stop
Now all the horny heffers wanna dangle on my er
Down by the dungeon with the cracks on the wall
Buffoon I’m like a mink while
like we did before
Time to divide, or multiply
Let's see what we got, take a look at the signs
Divide the eight, by the two
The quotient's four,
this rhythm, everyone
4-3-2, in the mix
Feel the pulse, in the kicks
Hands to the sky, side to side
In this journey, let it glide
3-2-1, repeat, repeat
give it up, step aside
I'mma ride 'til I die, all bullshit aside (WESTSIDE)
Think I'm faking? Come and try - just prepare to be surprised (HA)
If you
Chorus
We are one 2X
We may do things differently
But I am you and you are me
We are one 2X
As family we’re stronger
We’re all sons and daughters
the western ooh
You know mi love the way that you flex and glow
No gymnast but she flexible
Professional
Gyal you so special
Unforgettable
Uh-oh
1 Step
2 Step
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