and friendship, values in the streetsONE LIFE, ONE CREWThey're always there for youONE LIFE, ONE CREWFighting the world for youONE LIFE, ONE CREWONE LIFE, ONE
familyRespect and friendship, values in the streetsONE LIFE, ONE CREWThey're always there for youONE LIFE, ONE CREWFighting the world for youONE LIFE, ONE CREWONE LIFE, ONE
s do it, let's do it And do it and do it, let's live it up And do it and do it and do it, do it, do it Let's do it, let's do it, let's do it 'Cause I
like they really gon' do some' What's wrong with you son? Oh you got a new gun, do you know how to use one? Then you livin an illusion, livin in a used
you gonna hit 'em with a new style? Know that motherfucker well, what you gonna do now? Whatever I wanna do, gosh, it's cool now Not gonna do us, it
tell the fucking truth I thought your crew was fly I drop a hot one in your forehead, neck and mouth Don't give a fuck about your set or the pants you
this, the nigga that you didn't think could do break through with the rhythm that'll rock your whole crew Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh
night long I was like, "Put me on" But they said, "Little fellow, run and go play Take your butt to school or else you'll have to be like us one day"
From a multitude of women that be steppin in crews Willing to do much more than before Give you quick brains, It's insane Just what the woman'll do just
'Cause I don't give a fuck about you or him or her Whenever I'm in the house a death just might occur Is this real or fiction? You'll never know While
' a chance if you just stop and stare Livin' my life is just so hard to do Makin' deals a million one or two Buyin' new cars for my entire crew Matching
You might see me in New Orleans at Mardi Gras Or Miami at the Lex, in the Oaktown live Or in Chi-town at the Players Ball, true P.I. Pimp or Die,
Murdered cold in the streets, a goodamn disgrace Just because of his race,his life went to waste And no one went to jail when the court heard the case Justice or
it a set And it was our own thang, the whole school was down And one way or another everybody fucked around Whether hardcore or not you wore the right color or
the streets late And do me up a whole damn crew The Geto Boys was trippin, but my mind's trickin me too Cause diss me, and I meet you one day And bet
what to do get low, get the bail money, call up the crew you take a bullet for me, I'll take a bullet for you we'll do old, strollin' girl you know how
You mutha-fuckas gonna pay the price Can't make a Black life, don't take a Black life It's on, the next real nigga fall dead Dred, Jheri Curl, process, or
one thing, you got heart To perpetrate, you're bait, so just wait Till the press shove a mic in your face Or you meet Boogie Down or Chuck D Stetsasonic or
