Lyrics:
out the roof
Shinin' like Paul Wall's tooth
Got girls coming by the group
No cologne on, but I smell like Snoop
Hit the club, 'bout 40 plus
It's 30
Check it out y'all
Ch-ch-check it out y'all
Two, two Live Crew
Two Li, two Li, two Li, two Live Crew
Fresh, fresh, fresh Kid Ice
Tre-treach Dee
a year to two years actually. By the
time you lot are listening to this, which is February, I mean as we know Can I Play With Madness was
released the 2
called Phase 2
And let me tell ya something we're a hell of a crew
Once a week we're on the street
Just a-cutting the jams and making it freak
For you
the coupe it's a 2 seater Ride
Let Back the roof and I look at The sky
I'll prolly joke about life with the Guys
Like ain't this shit crazy
Young nigga came
I got a feelin' nigga rillin' and my money be the root
Look up at da stars she like, honey where the roof?
Pull up, hear the dogs, canaries dey go
chillin and
Front on this and get dissed, motherfucker
Me and my crew, me and my crew we be chillin and
Front on this and get dissed
Ah one two
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)
never too much love
Too much is not enough
Let's live it up
Let's live it up
There should be nobody sitting
Wanna tear the roof down
Put your palms up if
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
Started on a chill wave, now it's to stop
Champagne Lenski in the house
Yeah, you know it's time to pop
Raise the roof
Nah shit, I was made to bring
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
of the night
Got the clothes coming off then I make that move
Somehow, someway, gotta raise the roof, roof
All black shades when the sun come through
Uh-oh,
nitro is like my crew into a crowd
I'ma take a minute or maybe I'll take two
To introduce the Too Damn type posse to you
I'ma start the introductions
And though I pack this pound 3-5-7 or 4-5
Will I hide? Will I die? Will I ride?
Niggas never know why
My whole crew, a family clique
Are we sick? Are we live
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
you all the loot
Swing by my crew girl I know you in the mood
Pop another pill
Poor it in the still
Elevator up the hills
Thrills and the chills
I
regardless of fools refuse to live in the light
Raise the bar to the roof living large living right
Got a lot I could do to improve not a drop goes to you
Plot
to stay
My crew I'm believing so fuck it anyway
I got my mob from the Rule, that live by the cruel
And my crew from Courtland Ave. always say they'll set
grab the mic and 1,2,1,2
...You see some rule
To me a new roof to punch through
If it’s war, then you use sun tzu
Oh a mic? yea I use one too
It’s all
out the cubby
Go head and shoot
Bitch stick ya head out roof
Baby show me what you do
Shoot at his crew
Put that lil boy on the news
Rob a nigga for his
yo (jump) yo (jump)
(first family) for the two (oh) oh (oh)
Follow instructions! crews, listen!
Who, is it? move (bounce!)
First family move
to ban the sale of Miami rap group
The 2 Live Crew's double-platinum album, "Nasty As They Wanna Be," in Broward County
We think it's the banning
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
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