[Sticky Fingaz]
Yo man, fu*k THAT man!
n***as be on some real bullsh**
Yo I'll bust that n***a, get the f** outta here
(Yo yo yo yo what the fu*k is up?)
Yo what the f** is up b**h?! Where the f** you been at me?
Yo man word is bond n***as in here be frontin
n***as can't get off that ol' bullsh** (beeeeitch)
Word up man, f** that! Knahmsayin?
Yo I'm muh'f**in Sticky, f**in, Fingaz, knahmsayin?
f** that! And this motherf**in b**h Bo$$; and word is bond
I want you to tell these motherf**ers how we livin Bo$$
TELL 'EM!!
[Bo$$]
Broke as a God damn joke
Up in Detroit and once again I'm just a few.. short
Couple of hundred bucks so f** the rent
My share of that sh** got spent on some Newports
So yankin, many motherf**ers is my new.. sport
I'm ready to blast and k** for a rap deal
f** the landlord and the gas bill, we don't give a f**
We thinkin sh** of livin shabby
Waited until my cash got right then took a flight to Cali
Off into the night, me and Dee up into mo' hell
Got into some sh** befo' we even reached the hotel (God damn!)
f** the dumb sh**, gotta get rich at the same time
Cause n***as steady throwin up they gang sign
No loot, no more palm trees, no more calm breeze
But it's cool deez b**hes bout to slang ki's
So on my hip goes a pager, (?) major
It's two bad behavior b**hes that got gangsta flavor
See a punk KILL A PUNK and then we (?) quick
Out to get paid, motherf** this strugglin sh**
Bullsh**'s nothin to a b**h with no emotions
(Tell 'em how the f** you livin) I'm livin like loc'n
[Chorus: Sticky Fingaz]
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (yo how the fu*k we livin?)
Livin loc'd (b*tch ni**aZ GET SMOKED) (f** dat!)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (we livin.. uh-huh)
Livin loc'd .. mother-f**ers!
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (fu*k! We livin)
Livin loc'd (b*tch ni**aZ GET SMOKED) (uh-huh!)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd
Yeah and all the b**h-a** n***as can s** my dick!
[Bo$$]
Buck buck! Then I let the trigger loose
Motherf**ers better duck, but it ain't no god damn duck duck goose
Haven't you heard of this murderous b**h, crawlin slow
And puttin lead to the, head of my foes on the down low
Cause all we got we f**in tooken it
Got a double-bunk and now we roll, f** footin it
Cruisin down the 'Shaw, smokin joints, cause we blaze weed
Down to (?) spot, cluckers kickin in their Daisies 'n sh**
Cause n***as'll never drop the dirt, do we're layin n***as on they back
Then actin like we never even f**in knew ya
Unload the clip off in your chest, take a deep breath
God damn! What a motherf**in bloody mess
Sleepin on benches, turned us into roguest b**hes
We jumpin fences from the feds through puddles and ditches
Goin out, don't give a f** if I get smoked
Yo (shh..) at least I'm goin out loc'd
[Chorus: Sticky Fingaz]
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (how we livin?)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (word up!)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (yo, how we livin?)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (f** that!)
Livin loc'd, livin livin loc'd (We livin)
Livin loc'd (b*tch ni**aZ GET SMOKED)
[Bo$$]
Livin loc'd.. and for any b**h beefin then the Bo$$'ll have to put a
Ass full of my FOOT for f**in with the butchers
f** next, steppin with gauge upon my hip, weapon
Nine double M's for the one-eighty-seven
Cause I'm nothin but a mag totin b**h, smokin fifty bags
Rollin n***as up like the MOTHERfu*kIN zig zag!
Understand this b**h never (?) mine
Or catch two into your chest with the tec-9
Cause ever since the days, of way back
It never played to let the get go, rat-a-tat-tat-tat
I fill gats so how the f** you figure n***a
Put you in k** range 'til you feel pain from the trigga n***a
When gangsta b**hes just can't cope
n***as are getttin smoked nine-trey and forever, livin life loc'd
[Sticky Fingaz]
It's the motherf**in Bo$$!