Lyrics:
, you know what I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
So I was like aight, yo, can I get into it? (Uh-huh)
My crew down to do it, if she gonna pursue it (uh-huh)
rotten
Microphone check, one two one two
Shouts to the East and the West coast crew
Whatever you do, keep this hip-hop shit true
{"That's all I
til it's humbling
Think you grounded and get punished
This the second time Slay needed my two
Cents to keep it a hundred
How you want it? Fake and be
dick"
SUCK MY DICK!
One two got a third eye in my forehead
Five six I don't mind dying we're all dead
One two got a third eye in my forehead
Five six I
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
don't stop
Don't, don't stop (Jay)
One, one, two, two, three, three
The, the Hollis, Hollis crew, crew
For, for, for, for, for the love now
Cool
Live by the gun die by the same shit you bust
Fly bitches with waves from DC to Cali
Rally and tally up my dough
For the grand finale
Grapevines
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
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
anything, I'll buy you any ring
And im in pieces, Baby fix me
And just shake me til' you wake me from this bad dream
Chorus:
One love
My one heart
My one life
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Fuck out my face bitch
This is Part two
Part two
Ride around solo
Man fuck all the crews
Them crews
The truth going way back
Let y'all know what I do
can say or do
That could stop us my nigguh we breaking through
We rolling 2 by 2
In a 4 by 4
Got a 4 door
Sitting 4 4
Pedal floor low
Going vroom
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
Newham, I'm a general
Put some respeck on my name when you speak it
When I go to war, I dun them
Could be this crew or that crew, I dun them
Could've
around no guys like us, it says a lot about you
Two by two
Fuck with my two live crew
Tell me everything that's on your mind
And show me what you gon do
to the money
I get it right on demand
Rear view of my crew
So we talkin' to the money
Laughin' as hard as we can
Live it up go and get your bank on
Live it up
fucking limits
Shout out to Uncle Luke
Shout out my bitches too
We the 2 Live Crew
Two for me, two for you (woo)
Feed them bitches carrots
Fuck 'em
just conscribing
I have life and yeah I live yeah
All I have besides me is my mind and my ideas yeah
I am just reviving
It's enticing
My ideas yeah
All
#2: It could be carried by an African swallow!
GUARD #1: Oh, yeah, an African swallow maybe, but not a European
swallow, that's my point.
GUARD #2
alright,
man, y'know what'm sayin?)
[Talib Kweli]
The beats is always love, y'know what'm sayin?
niggaz always show love with the beats.
(My little yellow
and love it, sort of chilly
Then I send a shorty from my block to the store for phillies
After being blessed by the herb's essence
I'm back to my rest,
been waitin' too long (I've been waitin') (Loud Luxury)
Hell nah, I want that crew love (Mr. Worldwide)
Body on my, losin' all my innocence, yeah
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
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