Channel Live - Wild Out 2K lyrics

[Verse 1:] We be the live ones You dont wanna try son Cause the rhyme come Like a nine gun You can die young Hide lungs Til the seventh sign come Shine son like a diamond I'm harder than one by one Flew flicker, Crew licker Shoot quicker, Loot getta You can't handle this cause im the truth n***a The haze puffa, Stage crusher once the wave crush ya ??? while im f**in ya baby motha The back of my right mind terror lines Devil stays higher than the crime rates At Five Burrous You spit yo best sh** I spit mines an get arrested Murder one rhymes k**in sh** write yo d**h wish Well its the herb wanter shotgunner Hot like summer Parked like a Hummer Off the hook like no other Scale triple stage went from Marcy figga n***a Bigger than most but still look at where stick up Dutch smoker, Blunt smoker flippin like a broker Dope when I pull it quick to draw like poker Ho getter go getter like my dro wetter Trunk full of k** we could all smoke together Chorus 2x: If you got a hundred dolla bill throw ya hands up If you ain't afraid to peel throw ya guns up All my n***as smokin to k** throw ya blunts up Roll em up, Throw em up Roll em up, Throw em up [Verse 2:] Hey yo we build to destruct with the raw un-cut sh** Us spit rhymes tight like hancuffs get n***as say they on some I dont give a f** sh** Bust chicks, Bust clips Like they can't get touched with Well its the party rocka, poon rocka not Silkk Shocker Put Master the P in an airport locka Wife, Daughter macka, Behind that a** slappa We open up the show like n***as typical roster n***as can't see us cause they station ain't adjusted Destined to be burried in gold like King Tut did n***as rhymes is a** cause they full of enough sh** Need to bow down an pray while the god touch this Hey yo f** lyric for lyric lets go show for show Give us 45 minutes Channel Live takes all ya doe We got the live show strap sacks of hydro Never bring sand to the beach hide ya ho [Hook 2x] [Verse 3:] Dont let the god blast Here with the math illegal broadcast Spit something way outta line an make ya car crash Rhymes comin fast like the first time I saw a** Make a n***a jaw clash Tryin to steal my raw ash Now its the legal broadcast Lightin it down like calm cash With the Henny and Bomb Hash Hot flash, When she let me palm a** Imma long a** let me hit that a** sprung fast Hey yo we settin n***as up like when the 3 strikes law pa**ed Write deep scrpits and prophicies like a the law has We bringin fire like the cops guns draw fast Dope rhymes I stop guns like Utah has Well its all about the a**, cash and last clash My n***as got flags on poles half mad For Loumia, Diallo, Rodney King, to my n***a Rallo If they follow, Hit they a** up like tips hollowed [Hook 2x]