it, and take all his figgas I don't play no games, with boys for the bread I start thinking bout killing you, busting your head [Mr. 3-2:] Get em up
we go getters [Chorus] [Verse 2: Chamillionaire] Chamillitary mayne, who knowin just how I do, so it's time to turn up your tuner With radio play or
up behave so silly she really wanna get with me cause she know a nigga hot chilly peppers and every single heffer want this fella reals mr. hugh hefner mr
Mixx's lines during verses Intro: Mr. Mixx YEAH NIGGA! 2 motherfuckin' Live is back in this raggedy motherfucker, you know what I'm sayin'! We are
they game is strong and they tongue is long A bulldagger beat and got yo' bitch and gone! Chorus: Brother Marquis and Mr. Mixx She'd rather
in this hip-hop game If you wanna try, come and get some Step out my way, 'cause here I come! Chorus Outro: Mr. Mixx Mr. Mixx, producer of 2 Live!
person with blue veins I keep a black glock red dot blue flame Feet hanging out the window jock my shoe game Cause all my kicks fly like Liu Kang Old player new game
Than eighty-eight cowboys ridin' on horse back Top that! the Mexicans all that Strike like a snake and attack like a bobcat [Verse 2: Baby Bash] Hoe
ceremony 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c'mon what'cha waiting for? Let me know if you want some more! omfunk mc's gotta rhyme galore 1 & 2 & 3 & 4 C'mon, c
' 2 motherfuckin' 3 1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and 1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin' 3 1, and here comes the 2 to the 3, and 1 motherfuckin' 2 motherfuckin
the EXIT. (HooK) (Krizz Kaliko) im a game she the game im a player your not the same who are you who to blame dont hate the player hate the GAME I can
hide Chorus: 1X Locc to da brain insane every day all day it's E-B-K Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way [Verse 3: Mr. Doc
Chorus: 1x Locc to da brain insane every day all day it's e-b-k Where niggaz load they straps cause the rival's on the way Verse 3: mr. doc Come with
kick it on stolen planes And for the things that we can do for ya'll One love to 2Pac, Mr. C and Biggie Smalls And to all the soldiers in the game that we play
of November Yeah yeah Freeze nigga freeze you aware to clear where where? [Chorus] [Pearl Handle] Yo yo, aiyo Mp's and MR3's we drive steady Rhyme
Mr. Obysis come on my style with a twist I'm out the midst Checking ya style is too close for coffin Put me to stand and nigga ya playing If your all
of the click Fuck yo' sound and yo' bitch Nigga it's platinum Beats by Pound shit A soldier marchin' wit' his knees high 1 to da 2 to da 3 to da 4 to
