Lyrics:
stone-faced from the brothers
Ludicrous whining, meaning when the others
Stand by em, while they take the fall
The Beast' now lives in the Capitol
Record
niggaz!
Mo Thug, Bone Thug, get live niggaz!
[Hook - Felecia (Repeat 2x)]
No way, no how, can't none of y'all see them Cleveland Thug Boys!
No way, no how,
(yeah)
45th Street and blaow-blaow Ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
If you don't live that, you shouldn't say that
my only friend
Is the city I live in is beautiful Brooklyn
Long as I live here believe I'm on fire, hey
'Cause it's the B-the-R-the-O-the-O-K
L-y
The level is extremely low on my resistance
By you or any other I'll never be beaten at a
Rap meeting, in other words a battle
'Cause y'all, I'm like
and obey the raw sound
Move your feet
Move
Why can't you see it's all tactic
Play by their rules stay their fool
And you get fucked bitch
My crew my crew is
homicide's my lullaby
Hang with the homies and learned to kick it until we die
Boss players you wonder why
I live the life of a ghetto kingpin, just let me
bill about two G's flat
No need to worry, my accountant handles that
And my whole crew is loungin'
Celebratin' every day, no more public housin'
I saw it coming, I was aware from earlier
This crew's watching me, they all envy
It's cool, keep watching me i will burn ya
I'm just tryna live but
fighting
Cesar Chavez blew a fuse
He's got them goin' nowhere blues
All the members of the union
All the farm and labor crews
They used to be meet here by
the bailout, bitch
Trap house built brick by brick, paid dues on dues
FF good, you know I'm reppin' crew on crews
Stack bills on bills 'til my backyards got
they little twist down, holla at 'em
But you know we tryin' to stay two steps
Ahead of the game baby, y'know?
Let me holler at y'all for a minute,
Saw my man layin' dead on the floor, kid I swore
That our crew will live forever, I guess I was wrong
No, until we meet again,hold ya head and stay
man Frankie, a rock the house
I can't forget Doo G, rock the house
And my man Cool V, a rocks the house why'all
Ah to the beat why'all, you don't
Pictionary, all you see is the cemetery
Bodies, from World War I and II is there
You don't want a third war, that's lyrical warfare
So since live, movin'
goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA
Why wasn't they able to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the L.B.C. Crew
What you wanna do?
You know how we do it
Time goes by
? puffin on lye
Hopin that it get me high
Got
the medals in the warfield of respect
Like an ill porno make ya body get wet
Just a ghetto child trying to live a straight and narrow
Hoping that my shit
to fuck
Fuck him like you do want to cum
You're gay to get discovered in my 21-deuce
Cock-a-lickin' in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo
out to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes out to Ice
of the Year grammy goes to
That nigga you love to have Ice Cube
The nasty ass group award goes out to 2 Live Crew
The High Roller of the industry award goes
All aboard
Or all y'all bored?
It's good o have y'all back now
Ladies and gents
Yall already know what it is
God don't make no mistakes
God don't mke
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