Lyrics:
Two by two
Comin in two by two
Never been around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything
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
never die, ah!
My crew standing by my side
Pass the joint we getting high
In this life you live or die
So you gotta go outside
Go and catch some good
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
Fuck a hat, wherever I live, my 2K is home
Scorin' on a sucker boosted up my adrenaline
Like it when she bleed and I
Can get all her naked then, goof
Yo! (True story man)
They told me I'm gonna be non
Now it's time to show they're wrong (Yeah)
I have 2 companies 5 sector belong
You all boost by me
the hooker in they chow
Fuck the law, man - I`m known for cooking it row
Til the cops just chill - I got something for y`all
I got a Bentley and the Hummer
1, 2
Yeah, yeah (Yeah)
1, 2
Why you runnin' by yourself
Why you walking way over
1, 2
Yeah, uh, uh
One for the money
Two for the shelf
the mainstream?
Meek Mill leans forward into the
Glow of his computer screen
His expression unreadable behind a
Pair of gold sunglasses
It's April, well after two
the mentals
First saw Big Daddy at the place called Union Square
If you went in by yourself, it was a terror
See, I could do that 'cause my crew is kinda
flows wit two by fo's wit sand paper
Now what is a MC if he can't flow
Up next is E-Swift and my name is J-Ro
We don't give a fuck if you down wit
kno' what it is bro
It's BD Kid be home soon! 10 months
Lets go! man you kno' what it is
How long you been gone for now bro?
Sigh I been gone for 2
suckers like bell bottom jeans
I always switch trains in Jamaica, Queens
When I go to by the street to see my Aunt Ilene
Danny Boy's comin' with the Irish
You ain't got the benz, well, you ain't got the skins
So I don't play the games, cause these hoes been tossed
Straight out, you little hooker, just blow
[Pimp c]
One motherfucker, two motherfuckers
Three motherfuckers, fo' wanna squab with me
Over they, motherfucking hoe
Tell 'em like this, ya
men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels
When giving crews a brush with death like between meals
Two times a day with
men, two up
I hit the brew up like nobody knows how X the unseen feels
When giving crews a brush with death like between meals
Two times a day with
yawned, then it dawned on me
I was hungry, hmm, let's see
I'll have a hard-boiled egg, no, make it two
And a tall glass of juice 'cause that's my crew
damn umbilical cord
Warlord of rap little bastard with a two by four board
That smashed into your Honda Accord, with a 4 door Ford
But I'm more toward
set to move, all the great masses
Asses bounce to track that is all in
I'm droppin my quarter, I'm placin my call in
to my crew that's down with
[ VERSE 2 ]
I step in a jam, they know who I am
All I do is smile and the crowds go wild
MC Lyte's on top of the pile
Waitin to put a sucker in her
name is, man we got a real crew, we got
Motherfuckers over here rapping for real, eat pussy on records and
Shit, that shit ain't what's happening, we
Overworked, underpaid, was a fact for me
But I had to get the money right
Cause the money was tighter than a skirt on a hooker
Then I took a look around
Seen my
the dough
The lifestyle I live is untouchable
So we clutch a few, guns that'll touch your crew
'Cause we learned to do what the hustlers do
Different ways
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