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Loungin' Wit My Cru

Aiyo, tonight, ain't no more bitches

Ain't no more hoes, no freaks, no niggas

No gun sligin', right about now

Tonight only, yo, we just gonna rideLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelAiyo, I like it when the pools, Mark B. representin'

Beautiful ladies callin' out cross pimpin'

Blastin' phone numbers, baggin' off to the other

Findin' out later that's ya man, baby motherSippin' Sippiny, everyone lookin' jiggy

Buy a bag of smoke, hydro, get the fitty

Wanna roller skate, ring style, extra glide

Hit it to the bounce, say ride

(Where we at?)The Cru on the desert, Mecca, Medina

(Hum do love)

Oh, you never heard of Nina

Gotta a lotta things he end up doin', baby

Nuff to make a nuh, go crazyTake a minute, pause for a group flick

Cru and the Gucci don called Mark Pitts

And the whole fleet of uptowns

Harlem Nights, Bronx Bombers

And a bunch of four poundersI like how it feels, I like how it keeps it surreal, for real

And yo how I like how I put shit together

(So what's your deal for?)

Aiyo I'm down for whatevaLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelBack of my building, the park green benches

Nails bein' chewed by the white clean dentures

Shh, no kid is him in the ears

Warm my lap, a head with no hairBeats freestylin' but all we can talk

Rhymin' with force, till the jokes get corpsed

Tools on my waist, and a frown on my face

Just in case the enemy tries to bring a baseThe kid to be a waste, after a taste

Of the hot lid, which is mercury laced

In the neighborhood, so far, so good

Somebody gotta be up to no goodShots fired on Watson Avenue

Where they won't hesitate, shoot me, stabbin' you

(True)

That's aight, every night they be blowin'

Keep their glock hot while we keep the cash flowin'It's another Cru that's two in the system

Thinkin' of E and Squirrel, how much is missed 'em

But I'mma stay sounded, my peeps is around

'Cuz of them I keeps my feet on solid groundLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequelLoungin' wit my Cru uptown

With the drop town down with the funky sounds

Chillin' with my peoples

And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequel

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