2 Live Crew lyrics

2 Live Crew lyrics

"Hangin' Out lyrics"

Concrete lyrics
Move love get on your feet We're gonna break the concrete Drive bulldozers down the street We're gonna make the concrete Move love get on your feet We're gonna shake the concrete Li
["It's not the way to do it!"]
[gunshots]
["Shut up bitch!"]
["Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!"]
["You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledge."]
["This is serious business."]
["Come by boy!"]

Verse 1:  Fresh Kid Ice
Hangin' on the corner, lookin' real sporty
Coolin' with the fellas while downin' a 40
Nothing to do, just killin' time
Sittin' on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin' a buzz, feelin' kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20, so we shot some dice
We played for a while, 'till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin' on the bitches hanging in the street
It's feedin' time, so hoe, come eat
Nibble on this dick, make me just say please
You know how it's done, like a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin', jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin', I had to punch her in t
And Then... lyrics
Whooooaaaaaaa ohhhhhh Damn wheres my phones? There it is Mmmmmhhhhhhh mhh Hey wassup mami Wont you let me come through and see you or something [Woman:] what we gon do?
he face Grabbed the weave, stuffed it in her mouth Don't fuck with the Kid while I'm hangin' out! (Interval: Marquis talking. Most of his words are indistinct.) Verse 2: Brother Marquis Me and my nigga, rollin' hard Hangin' out, the whole nine yards I'm smokin' a fat one, takin' a 40 to the head Watch out, fool, get shot dead And bitches clownin', cryin' and all that But yet, still, I keep my gat Rollin' real hard in
Victims Of Vanity lyrics
Masters of mutilationyour profession is deathyou are playing with their lifeswiping there all outkill without emotionswho can be so cruel?you keep on killing animalsbehaving like g
a six-tre ('63) Motherfuckin' punk, step out my way And all you fools in the game, you silly-ass lames You can't fuck with me; I'm wild and not tame Like a savage beast, I'm out on the street So, motherfucker, what's up with that? You wanted beef? Punk, you got a problem? I'll solve 'em! I pulled his gat; his life cost him So don't fuck with me while I'm around in the back I'm always strapped when I'm hangin' out!
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