(kurupt & el drex) Ach, ka-nelk, ka-chica, Sub (uh yeah, one two) Mmm, haha, we headed up there baby the limit(yeah) Way up in the sky Once in a You only get one chance, one (you like shit) One chance to And then over
Check it, catchin buses and cabs Pen and in the lav genuine drafts and no cash I ain't the first and I'll be damned if I'm the Roosevelt drive, clay courts from to az
El Aiyyo how you feel me I'm chill But I'm still tryin to make a inside sharon hill >from where I stand I see time to expand To foreign lands for of grands and white sands
You know about that time Niggaz set and prepare your Start off and a little after nine, bump n Sexual, young a whole lot of life to live, just a child
El It's 2-5-2-5 little of shit You can a sharon hill and a dogg be town shit I wouldn't break bad if you from out of town 'cause I'm down by law and I'm from tha deuce
Having to survive in the life Got to stay alive in the life Have to Living in the
El Yo, so how you want it, you want or violence Plus, me and my crew like the n on new balance The most talent girls fly They hopin champagne pop and it don't stop jealous cat cut g's keroodle with top We can cruise the city block yachts Y'all niggaz than the cops
Before I smoke, I tote my first A fool or here sneakin young red bulls Me k-i-d, the mc >from the hill, got my top chopped by a On the hill, too to flare one all about rhymes and fair ones Show me the mic and bust like a gun Don't shove me or push me, I give sucka Now the deal
El You cats be wildin and wanna fool now And pull the tool now why can't we it on the cool now I make a new route to get my out my peeps no doubt And then school out, it probably when the album's due out And when you see me, the from my pocket ooze out player and winner and never lose out
(el drex): Tell me do you remember (yeah, I back when) conway park (yeah, I remember back then) Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun (next week, instead of then) And I'm be sneakin See back in the day, it was all flows Coolin out the rock and mic stroll I go next door to see my nigga man Sneak in the basement, couple of ing bing I feel all right, I could all night No plots and schemes, just million dreams Money like a mothafucka gimme mine's paid I come stompin like a parade, the Psychotic anolyisis as I a whole carton of mushrooms We clear sight, the day like the night A closet full of franklin's, a g's A 40 ounce of o-e on ice Precise poltergeist on mics
El Well, it's the el baby, baby the el baby The one that you so well baby baby Many brains I feed, thought conceive Yes indeed drex ya heed make yo body bleed The seed, knowledge be growin like weeds stash from crack, you can't determine the speed I'm a rap fiend, they gleams like the head of I'm extreme but never like acid jeans, I mean I see more than builders, feel this dilga enthrill ya Stay tough like armadilgas and on the for real-a Pop dukes will call me killer casualties ease The world spend a million g's savin dyin mc's Now you got mad love for shahi I'm in knee and peace the bull and meet me to my nigga kel el, escoball, what all up in this piece
Chorus: (to end kurupt talking) El 2-5-2-5 little town of shit You can call a sharon hill and a dogg be shit I wouldn't bad if you come from out of town 'cause I'm by law and I'm from tha deuce pound pound deuce pound deuce pound deuce pound A with no recreation And when we the mic we formally rock the nation