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What goes on, well 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' I be that lay back loungin' from the Lafayette Ave. Talkin' mad lip an' shit that ain't my style Makin' mad chips an' I shall proceed An' I gets busy, that's word to my seed, what seed? The seed to my H Y dro an' the big Y O Gonna keep it fly though An' Yog, don't sleep, playas be yawnin' Wakin' up French kissin' duck tape the next mornin' See, it's time to pay dues, deliver the news Like you mass, we re-fuse to loose Rhymes an' booze, the life we choose Fight with the mic like Muslims an' Jews No shame in our game, things stay the same Niggas try to front, we ain't with the flame Never take the blame, too much game In the concrete jungle, our minds untamed You can clap your hands, the hands, you clap If your girl's in the club, it's your girl I'm at If you don't know, check the sound I am from the boogie down The Rhythm Blunt CRU, The CRU's Rhythm Blunt Hangin' niggas from his Versace, don't front Got big booty bitches but they ain't for sale With them big juicy lips like Rochelle, for real As I'm makin' funky tracks with my main man, Taj An' I gotta get a mil' so Shah can make the Haj I'm smart but not Maxwell, the demo's on the Maxell Then print the jam on wax is a back an' watch the Waxell I swell, Latin Kings like gorilla fam be like damn Yogi's comin' through Chad, my man Rippin' microphones off hyper tones are the slow ones Then we about when our flow's done Bust you down like the last cigarette Rhythm Blunt CRU, we the best shit yet 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' Aye, yo, I used to begin love with the girl named E Bridget Had a crush on Puffy, fat ass like a midget Rollin' with them kids, call 'em 'Uptown cosa nostra' Goin' state to state in a hoopta Testarosa I said, "Oh, Bridget, baby, know you drive me crazy When I see your body. you astound an' amaze me" She said, "Yogi bear. I ain't nothin' but trouble Keep me on the low, I'll see you when you bubble" Yo, I want the kingdom, the power an' the glory The whole story is gettin' money an' livin' honky dory Plenty, y'all fall, any an' all quickly Known to turn lezzbo strictly dickly Crushin' like a wreckin' ball when it fall I reckon y'all on a nigga, then give it its all Just give me some cash 'cause life is troublin' 1 2, 1 2, let's start bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin' 1 2, 1 2, 1 2, 1 2 C R U, C R U, bubblin', bubblin'
Writer(s): Jeremy A. Graham, Chad Santiago Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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