Lyrics:
like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo
I
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
you've been warned
Packing heat like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos,
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
and Jimi Hendrix crew
See this is new to you, but to me this ain't new
I live the lavish life, listen if the mood is right
Me you and ya sister can do
enough to live good forever
So I learned to write the rhymes and get my metaphors together
Then I joined a rap crew, with the homies on my street
the book
A Mastermind
Never do a thing irrational
Lives forever, these tales are classical
Velvet bow ties, bulletproofs in the tux, when I roll by
In
Oh, bbno$ wassup
Run this shit, I work this shit, I did it
No crew (No)
My mama's telling me "yeah, get the money"
Mama, I do (Mama)
You got no
left us
Well he's gone and life goes on, you know
We had a crew, but one by one we go
Memories of his face that was full of joy
Rock-a, Rock-a bye,
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
Ladies and gentlemen
Right here on tonight's stage
We're gonna have two savage minds
Two ruthless battlers two gruesome souls
Go live, right here
In
a few graves
I hit the club and pop a few Spades
I'm gettin' pussy like Uncle Luke in
His 2 Live Crew days
She can't suck this dick again
If she ain't
Yo, this Tone the referee, knawhatimean?
And I'm about to bring y'all some history
We got the best of both worlds
And I got the Get Fresh Crew
Back up, back up, back up, back up
Back up, back up, back up, back up ease off
This goes out to all area crew (yes, yes, yes)
This to my BK crew
to mop the floors now who the motherfucking boss?
I been that nigga that could get em by the twos
Snow white, no spikes, two stacks for my lubes
You
and pull out my two shot derringer
Cause yes, Heather be comes classier
Cause Heather be , Jamal-Ski, and KRS the trainer
makes up the dope crew
and my mercenaries, middle of south sudan
Carryin' babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for
shout-out to my man
MC Homicide and DJ Fatal!
Twin one and two my man Milk!
My man Fred Dawg, the O.G.B. crew!
Y'all know how we flow
And I'm a drop it like
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
while I have a drink or two
Throw your hands up everybody
Get up on the floor and party
I move at night, respect my gangsta
Ready for whatever you bring,
got a gang of shit, styles guns
My Uzi weighs a motherfuckin' ton
Bucking down one, bucking down two
Bucking down your crew, motherfuck' you
Pigs
onto mama, come to mama come on mama
OH OH OH OH oH OH OH OH
OH-UH
Woohoo hoo woohoo hoo oo hoo
'Cause I wanna be there i wanna be there
I wanna be
1-2, 1-2-1-2-3, I'm the emcee called Ice-T
That's DJ Evil E, Islam creates the beats
You girls look so sexy
I wish you all were up here with me
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