long as we are all free to take a walk around I think we should have a look around and see the beauty of it all walk around see the world look around
On them streets You better keep your hand on them heats And live what you sayin' on them beats Real talk.. [Verse 1] They ain't walkin' the walk, they
cost but I know this bitch is bad Walk up to that register like I ain't know it had a tag I'm no liar I don't front, I'm a buy her what she want 'Cause
but I know this b-tch is bad, Walking to that register like I didn't know it had a tag I'm no liar I don't front I'm a buy her what she wants, Cause
bank then Head to the barbershop to get chopped up Hearing war stories who dead and who locked up Who snitching, who pitching and who knocked up Fuck
up, I'm looking 3d What's your back it up, back it up like this, Back it up like that, up like this, up like that Back it up like this, up like that,
a posse called the L.A.D. Educate is what we do With permission from the 2 Live Crew 'Cause the Crew is 2 Live for you people Who run around, changin'
furniture, have the floor waxed It gotta be spotless from front to back You might as well get off your butt and ... [Mr. Mixx:] Just finish cleanin' up
more than talk that I mu'fuckin walk that Blue Yankee cap back, fuck around get CLAPPED AT I sleep with the stainless I walk with the stainless Man everybody
I miss my dawg and I twist my drawer I'm not that nigga that you think you know I walk around with a big fo-fo You front on me I'm gone get at your dawg
six nigga In the backseat fondling ya bitch nigga [Verse 2] New York niggaz, cocky niggaz like it's all good Fuck around we crip-walking in the wrong hood I'm fresh up
know how I gets down (Down) [Chorus: repeat 2X] What up, Blood? (What) What up, Cuz? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up, Gangstaaa? [Verse 1] They say I walk around
walk around frontin Cause I walk around stuntin Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea) If you really want somethin we can show up at your front
I miss my dough, and I twist my dro I'm not that nigga, that you think you know I walk around with a big four four You front on me, I'm gonna get at
babies, famous in they strollers Before they walk they knew the hood talk It's in the air of New York So everybody'll pick em up, kissin em up Treatin
map now, radar can't even find you We stay on the grind you slip, we out-grind you You walk around mad you let your anger blind you We walk around just