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My Crew `Lost Boyz`

Ides took a squig as Mama Blackwell whispered You got it this time He represents my Crew You represent my Crew We represent my Crew Represent your Crew He represents my Crew You represent my

Lost Boyz `Is This Da Part`

Chorus [Freaky Tah] Is this da part Is this in my heart Is this is what we feel Is this Verse 2 [Mr.Cheeks] She said well listen I don't know you from paint well if you no

My Crew `Rita Coolidge`

Crew Campstead is my Crew Parkside is my Crew Lost Boyz is my Crew Group Home is my Crew Everyone is my Crew Reebok's my Crew It's worldwide my Crew [Canibus] Strictly out for the fortune &

Why `Lost Boyz`

Cheeks] They won't let us do no shows in New York They won't even let us fuckin talk They say Lost Boyz be a gang Nah man we just do our thing Why we always in the cut sometime Why we always sleep

Colabo `Lost Boyz`

vocal cords feel like they gon pop Who wanna get it on, niggas try to peep my scheme Know my team, standin right in front of the screen I blaze it up, like flames, aint no time for the games Out the

The Yearn `Lost Boyz`

the nation From nation and back to New York I twist the cap, pop the cork and take a long walk to the court Buddha, I spark chill wit my crew Who it be Mr.

Day 1 `Lost Boyz`

Shout-outs to JB, can't forget my man J Mose Some of that Gangsta Flex, my man Sexy Flex moved out I can't forget my man JR, what, what Say no more, Scott, Big L, my man, what, WHAT Hahaha, it's all

Get Up `Lost Boyz`

Cheeks] I see a whole team of chicks tryin to sit wit us drinkin Dom, smokin charm, wanna get wit us Got my, V.I.P. section game locked down goin bad for J-Bad he just came in town we lovin Tai on

Get Your Hustle On `Lost Boyz`

let me zone in I'mma set it off from the bigga in It's me Freaky Tah, and I set it Niggas be buggin, doodoo brown they sweat it I throw on my hoodies, my villain boots Puttin my team, down with this

What's Wrong `Lost Boyz`

Hear you better get the seeds when you livin' inside the Rotten Apple peoples know Queens be the chapel I lay my laws score bounce with my man come through wet plus seven ?? now hollered all the ?

Beasts from the East `Lost Boyz`

in peace ya see you gone but not forgotten now my main wifey, dead as shaded chicks, official Lost Boyz since the year of 86 And fuck these crooked niggas I could kill em with a passion, at times

Only Live Once `Lost Boyz`

Keep my Timbo's covered We ride around in the streets, kid we duckin knicks Money power wit some game, kid we fuckin chicks The hard times help me sharpen up We be in Watts, but still be sparkin up

Summer Time `Lost Boyz`

black moms Chattin with the next door neighbour sayin "Hi" The folks that don't ride Her hands on the floor head cuz the sun keeps gettin in the rock Little kids in sweaty suits, with niggas like Lost

LB Fam 4 Life `Lost Boyz`

about Cadillacs and Jags We ask the S girls, the sags Play cards for the mingles Hit the avenue for the singles, by the new artist Yo we never knew who God is Yo we ran with the hardest Tell your crew

Ghetto Jiggy `Lost Boyz`

Fuck with LB fam you get laid down loud Word up we make the realest, come through with killas Check it out LB fam's my crew, you know how we do What we do, we stay true Come on now, now, now How

Music Makes Me High `Lost Boyz`

represent wherever I go (what) I'll be on the West Coast we be gettin high with the fellas who puff on the lie for Lu-Lu,Sig, and Tai everyday you know how we do (woo) brothers tryin to wreck the crew

Jeeps, Lex Coups, Bimaz and Benz `Lost Boyz`

Intro: Mr.Cheeks Yeah LB fam finally up in this piece Got my mans that put me on, you know what I'm sayin want a shout out to the Uptown, know what sayin Word up MCA, this is how we do everyday

Lifestyles of the Rich and Shameless `Lost Boyz`

bring me the chorus >shoulda chilled pass me the weed >I would pass the weed Chorus Verse 3 I used to hustle up on Linden in the van me and my

Tight Situations `Lost Boyz`

I caught my balance, shot back I'm jettin down the fire escape I started sprayin I'm takin five steps at a time enemy is gaining on me, my niggaz tried to warn me when my steppin It's good though cause

Lost Crew `Breach`

thrilling It's definitely gone again You had to tell me Where the pain is Where does it hurt Maybe they are afraid Let's hope we never Banging balls The perfect plan Let's wake up to a deadly Climb on my

Freaky Tah Outro `Lost Boyz`

eat the other out Get real freaky put my tongue in her mouth Put my tongue in her mouth how I do Me Freaky Tah nothing to Spig Nice, Cheeks, and Pretty Lou.

Certain Things We Do `Lost Boyz`

All my ladies and mens this evening We can do this all night All my ladies and mens this evening We can do this all night All my ladies and mens this evening We can do this all night All my ladies

Risin to the Top `Lost Boyz`

and twos You bound to dues, once she fuck around with raw shit No bullshittin still hittin you with more shit My yellowness don't mean a nigga when I broadcast Yo you don't want my skills to get in

Channel Zero `Lost Boyz`

It's wack Shout out to grandpa, you know what i'm sayin Shout out to grandpa kelly My man ralou's brother little Deven Ya know I'm sayin, Freaky Taliq's moms, rest in peace Know I'm sayin Everybody

New York City War Call `Lost Boyz`

out, frontin like that ass is loc'd out I'm gettin cheddar from this shit I'm spittin And I'm gettin smoked out Scate through the streets in whips crossin five digits Takin shorts from no midgets My

1, 2, 3 `Lost Boyz`

.44's on my waist gotta half a stick of dynamite Got some beef wit some niggaz across town Keep my man to the ground I gotta shut it down, they pull up on my block I'm in my little brown hooptie

Loud & Clear (Feat. Lost Boyz) `Kid Capri`

[Kid]: We are willin to work your body Now we are ready if you are ready Soundcheck 1 2 hear me Loud and Clear cause I got something that you need to hear Kid Capri and Lost Boyz need it Loud and

Cheese `Lost Boyz`

Cheeks] My lifestyles about trees, stay jiggy on the scene Pocket full of green, push a whip, that's me No need for me to floss, I keep my shit up on the low A pair a timbs, some hards and a niggas

We Got That Hot Shit `Lost Boyz`

Ghetto superstars, rhymes of the foreign year Should we be spittin and be hittin niggas par and there Basically my spills is vicious I push a '99 Savan, while you stand around and look suspicious

5 A.M. `Lost Boyz`

drink hennecy When I die you'll remember me So when I'll die you'll remember me This be some real life ghetto shit [LG] Niggas thinkin shit is sweet But I aint with too much talkin, I'mma let my