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lost boyz - risin' to the top (no stoppin' us) lyrics

[mr. cheeks]
you know the lifestyle, plain and simple, out to get it
it’s ghetto game us n-gg-s play no doubt we stay commited
and capable to bring the hot sh-t, no matter what
and where we aim, we do our thing to bring the fatter cut
see my succession based on strugglin and hard times
and boulevard dimes been with boulevard crimes
it kept me on my feet, and ’cause these playa haters hate us
off and on and on the court, because we make threes and twos
you bound to dues, once she f-ck around with raw sh-t
no bullsh-ttin still hittin you with more sh-t
my yellowness don’t mean a n-gg- when i broadcast
yo you don’t want my skills to get in your -ss
i’ve seen a lot come and go but i’mma stay here
i get my heat up in the street ’cause they don’t play fair
i’m tryin to keep it level headed but it’s really hard
when n-gg-s tryin to take what i be gettin, feel me god?

chorus 2x

lb fam bring the sh-t that’s hot
besides that we risin to the top
there’s no way to stoppin us

[mr. cheeks]
time to make cakes, no time for the bullsh-t
watch how a n-gg- pull sh-t
from underneath the spleef, black bandana, yankee fitted
for those that wanna n-gg-, come and get it
a rap skills official, bring my ghetto mix to any session
straight finessin tracks, no question
gotta feel good, risin to the top, started from the bottom
like revenge, gettin n-gg-s when you spot em
got my sh-t ready, n-gg-s gettin gased like getty
it’s time to send a message hold em steady
chicks and n-gg-s get the meanin
my chain and my ring gleamin
only hot rocks a n-gg- steamin
yo it’s lb to the death throw em up
p-ss the weed, more liquor in my cup
bottom line, we gonna shine, ’cause the year ’99
you goes for yours, i go for mine

chorus 2x

[mr. hezekiah]
i wanna know, do you understand, about the lb fam
about the lb fam
we about to put our foot up in
to put our foot up in your -ss!!

[mr. cheeks]
hennecy, done moneys on the table
should make you kill a man, i’m willin and i’m able
i stay with hot whips, hot jewels and hot chicks
which n-gg- said he need a ring, a cousin got nicks
but on the low we got the twenty sacks and hydro
increase my pay from the way that i flow
aiyo my chicks and my n-gg-s know how i go
late night creepin plus we keepin eyes low
aiyo again, it’s in between the lap, i kick the rap
on the highway, bouncin if it’s friday
my g sleen back, represent the backstreets
besides that, we got the tight rap and phat beats
aiyo my man s-xxx, plug me in it’s on again
head south, reach cali right it’s on again
it’s lb fam, understand, right or wrong my friend?
we gotta keep it strong, don’t know when it’s all or end
it’s all or end yo

chorus 2x

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