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crew live 2 - gold rush kings lyrics

feat. clyde carson

(hook)
hey, why you acting brand new?
get on the floor and make your 2 do what they do
nasty as she wanna be, 2 live crew
f-ck them otha hittas, cause my crew live 2
yeah, my crew live 2
yeah, my crew live 2
yeah, my crew live 2
f-ck them otha hittas, cause my crew live 2

(verse)
she stay with them rappers like selena
and she gon’ keep her rapture like trena
in the middle of the circle, have you seen her?
them hittas like ike tryna turner like tina
like tina, turner like tina,
i recognize a face of regina from pasadena
started p-ssin’, ask for cash after her first misdemeanor
use to let her hold back when she was finner than aqua fina
but now i ain’t the one for the f-cking drama
real n-gg-, like obama, ask my baby momma
why you smacking them around like e-honda
is you tripping off the drank or the marijuana
i’mma let her go get it
jay king set it so it’s real if i spit it
you know my crew wid it, stay photo shoe fitted
make love, not war, go and let a n-gg- hit it

(verse)
my crew so live, be the catalyst that hate his bible
and amateur star slanin’, i’m bangin’ the sacrilege
run it again with a shaw, lemme inhabi this glove
without a package of saw, and what is cracking is on
riddle me this, we on some mosta sh-t
settle wid this, i got some guap to get
the eye for b-ttery, we got some lives to sh-t
if you go keep runnin’ yo’ lips i’mma keep talkin’ sh-t
we rollin’, ounces of caps and cats and robbin’ our johnson
er’body get stunnin’ when i be booty bouncin’
said she wanted get down wid it, and wow wid it
said she wanted get down wid it, get outta line wid us
after the beat, she came and juiced me in a crowd of women
neva need permission hiding from booty
she’s not offended, steady, we rushin’,
and rollin’ up who you bouncing wid
level me off wid another one of my loudest sh-t

(verse)
yeah, belie’ me, that b-tch was on me first time that she see me
you got money, but you still a f-cking weenie
sucka fo’ them hoes, you a sucka fo’ them hoes
she be throwing me that p-ssy, watch me take your dough
man, quarter high, see it as show
er’time i need some a plus, where i eat sometimes
take her to the tele befo’ i take her to the tanner
he gon’ make her stand up, like the national anthem
you look for attention, it always just find us
crew live like luke sky and his prime cous’
she on the flo’ like she got a battery wound up
(what she doin’?)
shakin’! she movin’ smth soon as deep downing the record
thought you had it ’til i came in, intercept it
ain’t gotta like a n-gg-, but you don’t respect him

- gold rush kings lyrics

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