Lyrics:
Wheezy outta here
Ooh-woo, diamonds peek-a-boo
Ooh-woo, I done fucked the crew
Ooh-woo, I done did the robbin'
I done did the jackin', now I'm
man but when the gat is in my hand
You can bet my monkey ass is comin' out on top
LA hustlers can't live without money
So before I make sense I
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
bitch swim in it
Feel the vibes move right you
Live life and choose what you do
Got the crew, got the night
Cruising getting high
Rulers of the mind
Tune
stunts, and drinkin' brew
For the criminal acts done by criminal crews
(2X) ‘Father forgive them for they know not what they do'
For disregarding what is
freeze right there
All run scared, gear 2nd not prepared
Like a dragon they be hunting me, a legend
I'm the heir shock you like nani
You're welcome to spar
Aye aye aye lot out phew phew
Babyblue yeah got me feeling blue oh
Caught up with the crew yeah baby baby
Babyblue nah what am I to do nah living
stop 'til I empty the sack
My crew know that I back them any time
I get the toys out when it's play time
And if my O2's off tell man
Ring me on my BBK
to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
Out to the raving crew
Out to the raving
Out to the raving
SFX: Shaolin Kung Fu Fighting
#INSTRUMENTAL
Let's go!!
Oh Mr. Jew
I'd like to introduce you
This is Mr. Lin
Famous for his ball shark technique
Oh
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
(Mr.Cheeks)
Yo we come through like balls, see us niggas takin two pulls and pass
Nigga watch your back once you talk out your ass
I pack a .380 in
without trusting
Yea too much hate when ya crew hot, too much love get you 2Pac'd
Too much bread over here get you stalked by the feds
The IRS and a few
One two, one two, one two
I am the Overweight Lover MC, Heavy D
This one goes out to my man DJ Eddie F
Trouble T-Roy my partner G-Wiz
This also
ya
cll this money ya gave me the blues now hey
Oh yuh what it do now
She want roll with the crew but I need two now (Hey)
Bring yo friend bed time
be little in a day or two
After words I'm slay a crew, now that's some pimp type shit
That be Low and AK'll do, wearing gray and blue
If a hoe want
like X and I terminate like Schwarzenegg'
Dum-di-dum rock, like Buju Banton
Soup like wonton, fuck by the ton, drums
Please, my whole crew's makin'
up]
Give it up we want to live it up [give it up]
Give it up for the most slept on since pepto bis when
time warner let go prince
Ridin by betta get yo
Bill Cosby comes Rico
Transmitting live to all my black people
Catch my drift, I'm down with my nigga E-Swift
My name is Tash, I'm from the group
out
Do they hit me up 'cuz they love me or for the clout
Guess I'll never know, I can drown or live in a drought
Out out out
Guess this is a different
Longevity nigga
Don't Ask, You're Not Ready 2
Yeah
Aha
Yeah
Niggas telling shark tales like fish in the sea
Imagine if I got high from ecstasy
Who
board back to the booth
And it's back to the fuck boy back to the truth
Well it's back to Soul 2 Soul but I'm losing all control
Way she throw at ass back
Graffiti, loiterin', I sorta got my peace from the chaos
Was no "mother-may-I's," surrounded by have-nots
And maybe some day I's well
I was against
For the live ones, not the shook ones
For the riders, not the hook ones
Immaculate conception, like a black Madonna in mangers
My crew consist
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