Live It Up Part 2 Lyrics

Live It Up Part 2 lyrics

[Charlemagne]



Yeah, Charlemagne presents (N.E.) another butta joint



I've done it again



Live It Up Part 2, you know how I do



Mista Voo, A-Butta, L-Swift







[L-Swift]



Aiyyo, we tryin to Live it Up, gin in my cup



While you all in my grill, slip in the cut



Don't fall but it spill



My niggas A and Voo call (What the deal)



Yo we the three wise men, tryin to be rich before I'm three times ten



You don't need to try to be my friend



Nigga we self-contained, your self to blame, I shelter the pain



Northeast Bronx never the same, remain smokin



In East I'm wildin it out, in the West we straight locin



I peep you hidin out in your vest, get blazed open



Proceed to get high till the death and make potion



I need to just lie to the rest and lay scopin



Get sixteen cats on the train wit eight tokens



Yo the crew you run wit ain't willin to scrap wit you



Get Philly's and macs wit you, they spillin your ?



Spittin the gat wit you, easily-shared portions



Before I shoot, I stick my tongue out like Air Jordan



From here to Boston Massachusetts, one two



I think I lost one, I blast my music, receive my cash and recoup it



You know the rundown so hold your gun down



I roll a blunt now, control my funds now so what now







(Word up son, we gon' live it up)







[A-Butta]



Yo yo, I still get high from NY to Puerto Rico



Anthony Cruz, A-Butta that's my altar ego



Call your peoples, let em know about the Elements show



I still stick hoes wit legs thicker than Jennifer Lo



Gallons of Hennesy flow



Through my veins and my brains ain't functionin right



No need to explain, we fuckin tonight



I slide in a slut, and I got a nine in your gut



My mind is corrupt, yup I'm tryin livin it up



In the bus on my way to Riker's Island in cuffs



Speedin, leavin life in the dust



And when I fuck, I'm on some freak shit, ice on my nuts



Believe it, my NE click, rip through the skin like strays



Plant ? chicks drip when I spit my phrase



Fo' my Elements fam and the rest of the clan



Oh I, respect my fans that step in the jam



Wit my fitted cap tilted to the back, L in my hand



Sippin 'Nac, gettin wet as I can



Fallin out, shit is all about money and moves, they crunk ya'll



Buck fifty-one numbin my tongue, I'm drunk ya'll



Is you wit me? Then come on ya'll, let's go







Chorus [Mr. Voodoo] (A-Butta)



Word up, so yo open your ears, listen up



Twist one up, fill your cup, hydro!



(Twist it up and if you know) Like I know



(You'll be livin it up) Word up



So yo, open your ears, listen up



Twist one up, fill your cup, hyrdo!



(Twist it up and if you know) Like I know



(You'll be livin it up) 







[Mr. Voodoo]



I murder things like Serbs under Maloshavits ("Think about it"
[Rakim])



Till we all rockin furs like we Bolsheviks



Me and my associates, forever radiating glow



Is supposed to shit, ya'll ain't know



The M-O, my grammar's in lock, ammo is stocked



Hammer is cocked, the damagin rock, measure wit cameras and clocks



Who make the planet rock, ya'll know can't eat, we say



The go-to man like the center in the NBA



My DNA, got a pistol ?



Rappers gettin claps like they was bonin a dirty whore



It's a dirty chore when it's time to flip



I got the black tape on the trigger, the hammer in the grip



I'm clappin at kids, abandon your ship



Take it to trial, get a slap on the wrist



I'm cappin the Cris but celebrate like a crooked capitalist



We elevate, look kid nobody rappin like this







Chorus