paroles de chanson One, Two - Ces Cru , Joey Cool
I
should,
I
should
Clean
the
crib,
vacuum
Tidy
up
the
bathroom,
so
and
so
But
I
don't
fucking
want
to
I
should,
I
should
Get
off
of
liquor
Quit
smoking
cigarettes
and
hit
the
gym
I
know,
but
I
don't
fucking
want
to
Some
say
that
I
should
ask
God
to
be
forgiven
For
my
sins,
maybe
so,
but
I
don't
want
to
Rock,
rock,
rock
it
like
the
Beatles
Get
up
with
my
people
And
talk
the
shit
That's
what
I'm
gon'
do
I'm
repping
Killer
City
Committee,
Ubi
and
Godemis
Info
Gates
and
Jay
and
I
pray
they
give
us
acknowledgement
We
ain't
get
the
cred
for
no
institutions
or
colleges
The
bill
ain't
never
chill
and
I
bet
you
could
never
swallow
it
Analyzing
honest
department
like
a
psychologist
The
fact
that
I
ain't
feeling
like
cleaning
is
clearly
obvious
I'd
rather
call
the
homies,
make
music
with
them
and
politic
Then
drink
some
Hennessy,
light
the
grill
up
and
get
it
poppin'
bitch
I
can
feel
the
weight
on
my
shoulders
and
added
stressors
Sometimes
I
just
wanna
slip
and
recluse
when
I
feel
the
pressure
Then
I
might
buy
a
bottle
of
Jacky,
who's
my
protector
Escape
reality
for
hours
and
land
on
a
different
sector
People
be
asking
what
I'm
finna
do
when
I
get
off
of
work
and
I'm
out
of
the
suit
I
tell
'em
often
I
get
it,
I
gotta
get
right,
so
I'm
probably
calling
my
crew
I
feel
like
I'ma
deserve
and
I'm
playing
Some
hooky
like
I
ain't
got
nothing
to
do
Don't
feel
like
answering
nobody
Messages,
don't
take
it
personal,
I'm
in
a
mood
Who
wanna
hit
the
gym?
(fuck
that)
Who
wanna
get
it
in?
(fuck
that)
Who
wanna
hit
the
club?
(fuck
that)
Who
of
you
in
love?
(fuck
that)
Man,
where
you
been
hiding?
(I
don't
know)
Man,
where
you
been
jiving?
(I
don't
know)
Man,
where
you
gon'
be
at?
(I
don't
know)
Man,
where
we
gon'
see
that
(I
don't
know,
nigga)
I'm
out
of
myself,
let
me
digress
I
can't
even
buy
no
time
to
do
nothing,
so
I
invest
Every
single
second
I
get,
I'm
nothing
but
my
utopia
I
lay
it
all
to
rest
as
I
step
off
this
fucking
podium
I
should,
I
should
Clean
the
crib,
vacuum
Tidy
up
the
bathroom,
so
and
so
But
I
don't
fucking
want
to
I
should,
I
should
Get
off
of
liquor
Quit
smoking
cigarettes
and
hit
the
gym
I
know,
but
I
don't
fucking
want
to
Some
say
that
I
should
ask
God
to
be
forgiven
For
my
sins,
maybe
so,
but
I
don't
want
to
Rock,
rock,
rock
it
like
the
Beatles
Get
up
with
my
people
And
talk
the
shit
That's
what
I'm
gon'
do
I'm
cleaning
out
this
toilet
with
the
toilet
brush
and
boiling
up
Yo,
I
don't
wanna
do
this
shit
I
guess
I'm
just
annoyed
as
fuck
But
even
when
I'm
slacking
Never
lacking,
boy,
don't
point
at
us
I'm
poisonous,
enjoy
the
rush
Smoking
double
jointed,
tough
Snake
and
Bat
anointed
us
Now
I'm
playing
the
politics
Make
a
speech,
ignite
my
base
When
I
part
my
apocalypse
Diplomacy
is
paramount
Pray
I
never
cock
a
fifth
Been
it
like
a
rap
so
good,
I
shouldn't
have
to
wash
a
dish
Now
I'm
sopping
wet
Elbow
deep
in
the
sloppy
mess
Othello
bleak
Knocking
chest,
way
they
whine,
make
a
cello
weep
Chalk
it
up,
pay
the
fine
Watch
her
step
in
these
mellow
streets
Talking
tough,
say
goodnight
Save
your
breath
and
don't
"Hello"
me
My
fellow,
we
not
coming
inside
if
we
don't
smell
no
tree
Check
out
my
melody
Y'all
don't
know
my
L-O-C
A-T-I-O-N,
smoking
that
cigarrelosweet
I
was
chopping
Zillow
while
y'all
was
still
on
that
pillow,
sleep
Rapping
like
you
real
OG's
Keep
it
real,
don't
teeth
You
don't
back
it
like
Bilbo
B
You
don't
get
it
cracking
like
emojis
In
the
bathroom
acting
like
we
don't
see
Talking
flat
Earth,
acting
like
B.o.B
Fuck
around
I'll
sacrifice
3-4-3s
You
don't
know
about
my
appetite,
we
gon'
eat
Motherfucker,
I
eat
I'm
about
to
get
up
and
get
into
something
Call
up
the
Killer
City
Committee
Get
some
lunch
and
maybe
smoke
a
bone
Right,
one
or
two
I'm
swinging
through
before
we
get
into
it
deep
Gotta
couple
of
things
to
do
I
should,
I
should
Clean
the
crib,
vacuum
Tidy
up
the
bathroom,
so
and
so
But
I
don't
fucking
want
to
I
should,
I
should
Get
off
of
liquor
Quit
smoking
cigarettes
and
hit
the
gym
I
know,
but
I
don't
fucking
want
to
Some
say
that
I
should
ask
God
to
be
forgiven
For
my
sins,
maybe
so,
but
I
don't
want
to
Rock,
rock,
rock
it
like
the
Beatles
Get
up
with
my
people
And
talk
the
shit
That's
what
I'm
gon'
do
The
name
is
Donnie
Hathaway
King,
I'm
seen
as
the
Deevil
Contrary
to
belief,
I
don't
beef
with
too
many
people
And
odds
are
getting
even,
so
see
that
nothing
is
equal
And
I'm
lost
in
the
Sahara,
it
flares
with
a
desert
eagle
Running
like
Steve
Seagull,
some
people
peep
and
think
I'm
a
bitch
Dirty
as
they
come
and
don't
wonder
if
my
vagina
itch
Try'na
get
a
hit
but
you
swing
at
whatever
kind
of
pitch
I
make
America
great
again
when
I
get
behind
a
chick
Cast
the
afrid
melons
spent
hella
time
in
the
basement
All
these
rappers
getting
signed,
but
they'll
never
find
a
replacement
The
man
that's
in
the
mirror
can
see
it
clearer
and
face
it
And
welcome
it
with
open
arms
when
it's
time
to
embrace
it
Honor
Killer
City,
Sin
is
suicidal
to
an
idol
who
would
try
to
do
the
right
I
might've
threw
a
dude
right
into
the
light
Do
it
true
to
life,
you
can
cue
the
lights
Newly
to
enlight
and
the
crew
is
tight
Knew
if
you
would
bite,
cause
they
suck
a
bunch
I
be
telling
'em
keep
they
hands
up
They
be
on
the
wrong
end
of
a
sucker-punch
You
wanna
get
ate
up?
(Oh
my)
You
wanna
get
ate
up?
(Oh
my)
Hoping
that
you
wake
up
(Oh
my)
You
hoping,
if
you
break
up
(Not
I)
We
stacking
the
fucking
paper
(And
why?)
I'm
hoping
that
you
hate
us
(Stand
by)
Local
M-O
go
K-I-M
and
I
D-O-Y
Oh
my,
fry
Was
so
underrated,
and
I
made
it
over
it
You
don't
know
how
to
roll
so
you
been
promoted
to
blow
a
dick
30
is
the
brand
new
20,
still
on
some
Hov'
or
shit
The
Cru
just
did
a
doozy
with
Coolie
Ooh
wee,
it's
over
bitch
1 The Rhythm Lounge (Intro)
2 Hard
3 I'm The Plug
4 Change Your Life
5 Under Pressure
6 Handle Of Jack
7 Fall
8 Divine
9 Stranger Things
10 Life Lessons
11 One, Two
12 Secure The Bag
13 Bottom Bitch
14 Family
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