Lyrics:
to get it
Verse 2
I got a call from my nigga and he just gave the word there’s out of towners up the block and they got a few birds
Rounded up the crew
seen all o' y'all comin' in the strip club,
lookin' at all this pussy, me and the boys, me and 2 Live Crew,
Brother Marquis, Mr.Mixx, uhh, Fresh -
walk by (by), so eff a drive (drive)
I swing up in it, batting average is half as
Good as Reggie Jackson's, that's why you talk backwards
And, uh,
Blow your mind, shine, blind all y'all at the same time
Regulate chickens I always come and take mine
[Chorus: x2]
{Do It}
What It's All About
spray
Slap hands with my mans by the walls we play
Now, waist chains and cami-flauge complete sag
Live pools, my squad rules
From solar to lunar, cheap
They used to be meet here by the dozens
They disappeared in ones and twos
Got them goin' nowhere blues
So you wonder why they come here
They come
crews
They used to be meet here by the dozens
They disappeared in ones and twos
Got them goin' nowhere blues
So you wonder why they come here
They
the neats clean
Narrow like a ravine
Digits fell good news
Last hole, green jacket worn, body in two
Left by oh-no
Soul been gone, disappeared like
live to be adults, sheeit
No wonder brothers take lives for red and blue
It's the evil that men do
But every nigga on my block
Can't stop, and he
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
fast
Our memories I put to rest
It's the law we chose to live by
You broke the fuckin' rules
You must die
Why
to get you wetter than Katrina, going New Orleans on you
Why, oh why
You got that my, oh my
You got that water, by the water when I slide, I glide, oh
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
and look where we at
the bottom, simple as that
I'm bringing it back to the fore-front
like Luke in the 2 Live Crew days
he's the one that's got these mami's
mad, me and the crew they sad
We live by code who is you Look like a hatin ass nigga boy you spooked
We making moves got you shook oh boy they mad
We
cock two's
And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes
On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules
So when you play with us y
[2Pac] Live in this muthafucker, Thug Pound Biotch
Kurupt, Daz, Makaveli, Idi, Kastro, Hussein
You know bitch the whole muthafuckin' clique.
We
as long as you keep
Swaying to another crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's
Simple so get it through ya two temples because I'm
Tryin' to live
Niggas been gettin shot on my block
But we got to make a change and the thang is this
I keep my heater by my seater just in case y'all twist
away my carear
I'm my Mothers first born, Her last bad seed
Verse Two: Fredro Star a.k.a. Never
Its all about the next caper
The cocaine, props
these herbs and they fake crew don't live to regret that
Hook:
This is something for your stank behinds and washed minds
If you front
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
Ballz part two huh?
Peep game broadcasting
Provided by mother fucking emina huh?
[Daz Dillinger] (in background)
Enema!!!
[W Ballz D.J.]
her spanking eat it like food platter
Oh flow so smooth
I get flashy, photo shoot
I get nasty, two live crew
Move them asscheeks, who are you
Gotta look
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