Lyric Hangin Out - 2 Live Crew

Lyric Song Hangin Out: yquot;It s not the way to do it!yquot;
gunshots
yquot;Shut up bitch!yquot;
yquot;Yeahhhhh boyyyyy!yquot;
yquot;You are now about to witness the strength of street knowledgeyquot;
yquot;This is serious businessyquot;
yquot;Come by boy!yquot;

Verse 1 Fresh Kid Ice
Hangin on the cornerlookin real sporty
Coolin with the fellas while downin a 40
Nothing to dojust killin time
Sittin on my ride with my hand on my 9
Gettin a buzzfeelin kinda nice
Homie dropped a 20so we shot some dice
We played for a while till my luck was out
So the bitches walked by and my dick popped out
Rankin on the bitches hanging in the street
It s feedin timeso hoecome eat
Nibble on this dickmake me just say please
You know how it s donelike a rat does cheese
The hoe started buggin jumped in my face
Since the boys were stressin I had to punch her in the face
Grabbed the weavestuffed it in her mouth
Don t fuck with the Kid while I m hangin out!

Interval Marquis talking Most of his words are indistinct

Verse 2 Brother Marquis
Me and my niggarollin hard
Hangin outthe whole nine yards
I m smokin a fat onetakin a 40 to the head
Watch outfoolget shot dead
And bitches clownin cryin and all that
But yetstillI keep my gat
Rollin real hard in a six tre 63
Motherfuckin punkstep out my way
And all you fools in the gameyou silly ass lames
You can t fuck with me; I m wild and not tame
Like a savage beastI m out on the street
Somotherfuckerwhat s up with that You wanted beef
Punkyou got a problem I ll solve em!
I pulled his gat; his life cost him
So don t fuck with me while I m around in the back
I m always strapped when I m hangin out!