My Crew Lyrics - Lost Boyz

My crew 

My crew 

My crew 

My crew 

Yo, yo, now now, now now 

When I wake up before I gather up my pens 

I shine up my fronts, I give a Dutch for all my mens 

Throw on some Marvin Gaye 

I smoke my weed and clean my kitchen dishes 

Tec to the sky see how mom's is always bitchin' 

I'm done buffin', got my cheese my pen and paper 

It's time for me here to prepare my caper 

I written it down the line and now a ring is on my phone 

It's my nigga Spigg Nice, he tellin' me he in the zone 

Yo, I got the liquor the grain fool let's make a tape 

I'm caught up in my own zone can't really escape 

I ran it down the line as Easy Mo, he played the song 

He checked my five, he said to me "Yo later on" 

About an hour passes 

About my loosey deuce deuce and my tinted glasses 

I got the bike that I copped from my younger cousin 

'Cause that cat is up in class like a nickel and he wasn't 

I'm concentratin' on these moves that I'ma soon be makin' 

And once I break then I'ma show my peeps that I'm not fakin' 

See my man Pop or Die from the block 

Niggas wearin' [Incomprehensible] reverse 

As we handle barred it to the block 

See certain situations happen 

When you caught up in the 'hood in the game of rappin' 

You see scrappin' now leads to cappin' 

We used to have each other's back 

What the fuck happened? Stupid 

Yo fuck it 

Anyway Mary Easter record store 

Walked to the back now let me get a four 

Exit from the spot everybody know what's hot 

You get yours on and soon as you see 'em 

The thieves turn the block 

Jump on them right now when niggas chillin' 

If you ever sported it you know how I'm feelin' 

Cracked open my St. 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 Crew 

We represent my Crew 

Yo represent yours Crew 

Which one of y'all think you ill enough to bust A Plus 

Get crushed by the stampede of the elephant tusks 

We LB families niggas don't understand us 

Lyrical scanner diagnosin' niggas with cancer 

You got a problem, I got the answer 

Twin Glocks goin' bananas 

Buckin' innocent bystanders son 

The total sum is a mathematical function 

I used to get suspended for keepin' the class jumpin' 

Had the blackboard with the chalk in my hand 

Mr. Cheeks snatched the thieves off the Canibus plan 

Watched the crowd get amped while they scream and chant 

It's ill hot, they can't keep still like a fire drill 

We desire mils from 97 until 

Firin' high caliber steel on this battlefield, son 

Long Isle's my 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 

Strictly out for the fortune and fame 

I entertain for my personal gain 

Rock the gold chains 

Big enough to cause neck pains 

Canibus is my name 

I be the last one to set it 

You could find my name 

In the Lost Boyz album credits 

If you open up and look at the cover 

You'll see Cop killin' Queens in this mothafucker 

And we all represent the Group Home click 

L O S T B O Y Z for the 96 

And as the clock ticks record sales climb 

I remember when them niggas first got signed 

Fuckin' with Uptown bustin' they ass e'ryday 

From Lifestyles to Jeeps to Renee 

Now they gettin' mad airplay all over New York 

Top ten on ya Soundscan report 

Yo, who woulda thought these four 

Nappy headed niggas woulda got a article in Billboard 

For hard work produces results 

And I'ma keep rockin' till the day 

Somebody stops my pulse 

So yo tally up it's the Lost Boyz Crew 

Mr. Cheeks, Taliek, Spigg Nice and Pretty Lou 

My Crew 

Yeah 

East Coast my Crew 

West Coast my Crew 

The whole World my Crew 

Group Home my Crew 

Lost Boyz my Crew 

Lost Boyz my Crew 

Lost Boyz my Crew 

L O S T B O Y Z my Crew 

Yo for the 97, Africa, Jamaica 

Alaska, Africa 

I smoke trees with my 

Yo, 'cause I beez with my