Lyrics:
want it
They want it
They want it
They want it
213 to the 305
Get it so live and get you hype
They want it
They want it
They want it
They want it
213
me chilled with the homies or by myself enjoyin' a glass
Livin' lively as long as all this lasts
Shades all black I get on that and hit 'em with 'em
to control this?
I know some folk that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane Betsy
1965: I ain't
good reasons
Why we shouldn't be together
I started by saying things like "you smoke" "you live in new jersey"
You started saying things like "you
Get the fuck out
Cause under my roof you live by my rules, son
I make you wanna bounce
Bounce sage Francis makes you wanna
Bounce joey Beat's beats
the crew
(Verse 2)
We not chasing hoes they be too choosy
This side hated on we ain’t losing no sleep
Try & get too close Ima need a new piece
Y’all are not
heroes y'all my queens, to get
my moms out the hood that's my hope and dreams
to raise my son to be a soldier by any means
i see your true colors,(i see
yeah, uh, bout To blow through
The roof, ooh, ooh, ooh, I just Blew through the roof, I'm gone, By, disappearin' like
Way up to the moon, through
bodies two by two, ha
Time to head home, baby, what that sex 'bout? (Okay)
Have your head on, baby, lose that cell phone (Okay)
We fuck to fly, she let
hoe
I just be chasing the dough
I put that on my crew
Fuck any model bitches by the twos
I dropped a band on my designer shoes
Getting some head from
don't bark, I don't bite, not a dog with the roof
Bitch, I'm stuck in first place, you can come number two
I can never love first, we all know how that go
slip
That's one of you rap crews in the lip, huh?
I'm two seconds off, I'm one second lost from the six-pack
Now we put in together, we can all get that
between blacks or whites
The vibe is tight big Shaq is on the Mic
So raise up the roof with both your hands wha-wha
And boogie to my pool jam
(Chorus)
made (they made)
I raise (hold up)
My rings (cabrón)
czucar so sweet that it stings (cabrón)
cnd frozen on crystalline strings
Our ancestors held up by
block wit' the same crew
'N' everybody sitting fat living good
'N' I'm the only nigga dat be rappin' in my hood
I was raise by the hustlas 'n' gain by
back was impactful
Or grow as massive as mastiffs
And blow like Midgar reactors
We raise the roof like raptors
You might could learn from the masters
you saw, baby
Shawty tell the truth, I'm wavy
Stars in the ceiling, baby, roof goin' crazy
Swimming in it, I feel like I live in the Matrix, baby
landscape, of broken rocks
Whether heard in herb spots, jukebox or malt shops
Uncut live, drop eighty-five, in one shot
Spotlight hits the metal mic, majority
riding solo
Shooters on the roof
Them white boys, they Kyle Korver, snipe
Kush, blowing it like the way I want
Young nigga, sauce drippin'
You know I
know that I
Live and die for the things I do slang
I use breakin' down mics and destroyin' crews.
1-2-1-2 uh
1-2-1-2 mic check 1-2-1-2
1-2-1-2
had her hands in the air like this how we do
Shit so loud so like we raising the roof
If we danced you would call us the 2live crew
JRN it's us
It was
make sure you always strapped with the gun
Rule number 2 make sure the family eat always share the cash with the crew
Rule number 3 never bite the hands
Like, make the name up for the crew
Might call it Witter Pop! (Naw, nigga that's wack)
Yeah you right, yo did you find a studio?
(Yeah I came across two
on
The two way street keep ya strong
Nobody ever took my hand and walk me through
Me ripped off every door and ripped off every roof yeah
It's a two way street
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