Lyrics:
it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I
With an architectural design by TraxNYC, believe it
I'd ask to rock it, but I might fall
And by the way, how much of a ball was Live at Carnegie Hall?
our turn to play calypsos
Yo me and you meet me by the two
A war goin' on that's involvin' the crews
Bring both your arms Rel and Moose down in
Phenomenon O.C.
Big L, 0-3-9 baby
Diggin' In The Crates
Yeah yeah, this is Joe the God, Terror Squad reppin'
Yo, yo, yo
I'm from a place where
head leave u red if u blue
I ain't no blood but I fuck with the crew
Some of y'all niggas can't fuck with my crew
Get on the table RKO like randy
She
death do you fuckin' part
Do you understand to live, to lie by him
Is to share your soul, Lord knows, you gone die by him
I know you heard gun stories
bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya fagots into
down the street where BIG got shot
I hunt you
And the very next day where Pac met his fate
It's how we live our life, surrounded by Che
Pause
Where
Bitch, when I'm in a, uh
Bitch, when I'm in a two-by-two, I get real litty
Bitch, I'm lit in the city, bitch, I'm lit in the city
I don't give a fuck
[Chorus: Cutty Cartel]
No I don't like calamari by and no I don't eat caviar
But you might catch me exquisit at the bar
You're the finest that I seen thus
nation to nation like if it was
Contraband I stand, on my own two
With my whole crew, I thought you knew
We're not easily amused by buffoons'
Who talk
To me, you just a target, easy to hit
With that loud bark stevie wonder couldn't even miss
Then it's 1, 2, 3, baby boy you gettin hit
And ripped, like
Yeah
CNB Juv in this bitch man
Quit playing with me
They playing and shit
I'm from that 2 up 2 down where we got that sound that make yo head pound
a couple moves with the crew now we tied x2
VERSE 1
Had to Leveled up, CC had to level up
100 up, thought I told you bitches run it up
Bag it up,
your pores
Got that work like a chore
Sellin it like the store
I got cameras on the wall
On the wall like decor
I don't have 1,2 or the 3
I have 4
you playin' life
Wit a man who lives by the sword
And dies naturally against all karma and laws
What, speed on and get peed on
You wanna take
We ain't havin that this year
This is comin straight from the Bean, knawmean?
And we ain't havin that
[Name] Street live, muthafucka
Hey yo, Rhome,
Do it one more time, shit
This is Moany Moan on the Wheels of Steel
Straight outta Zone 3 we had the group Southside
Live for old heads at Twenty
since I was 5'8
5'6 to 5'2 the 40 divide you
According to Sky Blue
Now he repping that Piru shorty is Pi too
He don't want it with my crew
You ain't' got
badgering emcees with my dialect
When I inject memory cell motors retrospect
To recollect; too genuine skills I resurrect
Directed live from the 2-1-2
[intro - peaches]
Hey playas, this is peaches
And we comin' up on the new millennium, year 2k
And I'mma give you 3 points to keep you in the game
this, my niggas making legit
A Yo the movie called thugged out
End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out
You live a day in my life and just
Everything I sold was money's worth boy
Fucked up the pack the first time I scored a play up in a dickie
Had 3 grams in the pocket getting smushed by
Just banging, dice, and the gangsta life
[Chorus]
Chorus X2
[Bridge]
Bridge X3
We live the gangsta life, live the gangsta life, we live the gangsta
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