they feel ya* they screamin' like yeah, yeah, yeah mister, mister quick to get witcha chick if she get off quick for this* she be like yeah, yeah, yeah (verse 2
we sent deebo back to back to back We still be buildin' stacks and packs rollin through the blacks black ashtrays with blunt reds and crack sacs We sittin' and chillin
I don't wanna even join the casket crew Too bad mutha fucka be back in a few, yo chill, chill chill yo, shit I swear to God, it feel like death is fucking
whip Two step, you slipped, get your whole crew wet [AZ] Stand like the Eiffel, move spiteful Sport the Nike shoe, nice with the mic since high school Fuck who like
t get with this Hardcore scientifical, far from typical My rap style, is dy-no-mite It make you wanna be like the e double, and not like mike Yo, bust
Like my daddy and grandaddy on both shoulders steady chilling So you got to keep on living like each day is the beginning It's yo birthday even on your worst day Live it like
wheel tell me that gave up 20 mill we a big deal give me that we fakin when we spittin betta get real can we go then we'll kill betta chill patna yeah
goes to show to uhh, let you know, uhh As I chill again like gilligan and the skipper A nigga kickin it with two hoes like jack tripper Swabbin the deck
Original roughnecks, hear {laughing} Check! (Chorus 2x) Nobody burn them blocks like-a we Nobody bust them heads like-a we Nobody could outshine we Tha
of the super Don Dada with the license to give more ass whippings than Father You couldn't see me with binoculars, way ahead of myself like telepathy Make most crews disappear like
My plan's not to live it up this year That's why I shine from my neck to my wristwear We off, up in the party like we live here Lights on, everybody's
he was sick of selling trees and gave in to his greed [Chorus - 2Pac/Makaveli] Young niggaz in the wild life Criminal mind of a juvenile still live a child
thing the mind make up it's only real kid, ha, wake up! Chorus 2x Verse 2: The meat market pardon me, the heat market chill, we got it on lock, the
shine beautiful [Hook] It's like begin, world spin, then You fly we fly in Time is comin' Ill I still will chill feels Like blessin' Rockin' not
be standin here, rockin the mic Fellas admit it, the music is slam-o But it's all the girls that make you wanna go You wanna be in on the skins like
I live is so beautiful And exquisite so everybody wanna live it They choose the lifestyle for the glamour And for the dreams of making cream like
, to l.a., back to stoney creek Like I said, roll it up take a hit and then pass it That's how we do it when we roll down grass shit It's guarenteed everytime
[Sole, Dose-One, Alias] We ain't fessin' this friendship All live crews turn to dust We're from the middle of nowhere Da dadu dade deda If you want to