Lyrics:
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore
Though thy crest be shorn
Don't try to run no bull shit like that ??? nigga
You know I'ma a fool for this
I gots two for this
I'll tear yo mammy and your crew plus you for this
stop (pit stop)
Drop some chicken off, that's a win' stop (wing stop)
Show me all my sons out of wedlock, yeah
Got the draco in the headlock, tryna
and blow strays
If you acting all strange
Slumbilical, attached to the slums
My gun killing you unload a clip on you
Gun-buttin’ a bitch or two
Only raw
Explosive was the release she swallowed up every seed
Then straddled the beast she gave me no reprieve (Get it girl)
I’m 2 Live I Skywalk over the Cloud City
best friend said that the red would get me through.
went to the jewel with my crew, adults only box,
in a second hand suit, bow tie, i'm a fox.
in a car
Suit up
45 and I had a saw too cuh
What you gone fo when your life screwed up
Dreams of the drop top
Everybody chasing cream you should watch that
2 from
95'
And 2 double 0 7 I was writing rhymes
And then six years flew
And I've stayed relevant in
Those six years too
People keep saying 'yo, this years
my best friend said that the
Red would get me through
Went to the Jewel with my crew
Adults only box
In a secondhand suit, bow tie, I'm a fox
In a car
And make my girl sit in the back her booty too fat
I been the Outkast you can call me, "2-stacks"
All my shit smoking so you gotta cop two packs
you step into my house
Would you please come with respect?
If not then I'll have to have my man DOA
Drop it, yeah
Come on y'all
What'cha wanna do? Huh
on and on she'll never stop
its party time an she wants to rock
one by one her buttons drop
little wiggle in the middle
no more top
the bassline (THUMPS), rita jumps
they in Hollyhood
I catch a nigga slipping I'm popping two in his hood
[Chorus] (Ja Rule)
This life we gon' live it up
When the dough gets tough we
to rest by the one you thought was workin' with yah
War ready, the game just wanna take my life
War ready, pussy boy we all could die tonight
War ready,
It's the number one crew in the area
The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched, too intense, I'm killin' infants for ten
tight
She ain't caught an attitude yet
So I might let her spend the night
5, 4, 3, 2, 1
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
Yeah
Double A T R
Ztv
On the highway flying
It's always this early
The crew that I rock with they solid
All my niggas they sturdy
Ain't gotta be
Put the soda on it, see what it do
(Yeah) Yeah, all night, all night
A hunnid of 'em just sold it all (all night)
(Take it, cook it soft)
(Drop
Moet, is where you'll find me (what?)
The back of the club, mackin' hoes, my crew's behind me (huh)
Mad question askin', blunt passin', music blastin'
But
witch
Danger make him groove off a glitch
Makes your boo booty twitch and the crew rich, bitch
Always wanted to say that
Ever since the days in
and pour, two plus two
Two that's the deuce and I got me two floozies
Grip on they ass and they started to oozing
When I get done, they might cop me an uzi
SHOOK THE GROUND.
PRETTY TONY --- MUSIC SPECIALISTS
ROCKED THE BEAT –AND SERVED UP THE HITS
2 LIVE CREW - BLEW UP THE SCENE,
MR MIXX UNCLE LUKE, CHRIS
celebrate celebrate o
We've got one life to live (Oya everybody now)
Today let's dance and party (Drop your worries)
Pull up your shirt and sleeve (Count
You say one for the treble, two for the time
Come on, y'all, let's rock this
You say one for the treble, two for the time
Come on
Speech is my
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