niggas who was down with me from the Very start ya sayin' this ya sayin' that The actual fact ya only lookin' for a way out So back up off me [Chorus
learn that? (Yeezy thought me) Look at you... naked... with them... Jimmy Choos off. Who thought you how to put some... Jimmy Choos on? (Yeezy thought me) Yo you took your game up
. Diss me if you're gonna But my jam will still be kickin' on your neighborhood corner As my bass is max'n out the v.u.s on your box There'll be no doubt
fuck that we gettin' you off We up in there, the rest of these labels are soft Mario had a meetin' or two Brought us to the U N I V E R S A L, what up
tat up on my back [Chorus 1] [Hurricane Chris:] Well its the H to tha U double R I C-A-N to tha E Get em up, Get em up, Get em up like A bay bay thats
Yo check it out, yo Brown, coming up with the sound all around Check it out, L.O.N.S. for '90 y'all, Ahhh! What's up? Do I got the hands in the air? Yo
(repeat 2X) I'm a kick it off mane, true to tha game, stay the same Hoovie's what they call me, keep 2 clips for my N-I-E B-B-N got my back, cauz all
the phone And I'm chillin' on 6th and baronne they call us U.n.l.v. u.n.l.v. we comin straight out the Fuckin' one two three let a bitch rub up on us
You could never play it off hoe, you was really gay 'cause you could break yo self but you can't break me 'cause I'm a real fuckin' lyricst with u.n.l.v
niggas who was down with me from the Very start ya sayin' this ya sayin' that The actual fact ya only lookin' for a way out So back up off me Chorus
I'm back up on the scenery ya bitch you I'm from the third u. n. l. v. who the hell are you? Now if you think you can beat me to the draw faw? Try
the phone And I'm chillin' on 6th and Baronne they call us U.N.L.V. U.N.L.V. we comin straight out the Fuckin' one two three let a bitch rub up on us
I'm a fool that's on a come up move {3x} {lil' ya} Bitch I thought'cha knew I'm from that 1-2-3 From that nolia, still a soldier down with u.n.l.v. Packin
can you call yourself a nigga and be proud of it Chorus: {u.n.l.v.} It's an uptown thing and we bout it Partners-n-crime motherfuckers you ain't bout
{u. n. l. v. talking} Wusup! to my nigga kel, third ward is the motherfuckin' house Mac melph calio, r.i.p. pimp daddy, kilo ya with me, wusup bryce hahahaha
Juvenile] What's this shit I hear about you boys Partners-N-Crime You think you U.N.L.V. punished you bitches the last time Now you gonna shine, let me
Like dust and turn to rust if you continue to debate Movin' on from situations that irratificate M O V I N O N, check how I abbreviate Let me demonstrate
some grip with my dope ass lyrics stacking up a platefull like regular, and just then my homie bones hits me up I'ma cellular feeling to brake up a couple blocks for my ass up and hook it on up
