My Crew Can't Go For That

Intro/Chorus: D.V. Alias Khrist My crew can't go for that, no-o ah ha, no can do Now my crew can't go for that Can't go for that, can't go for that No can do! Verse 1: D.V., Trigger Tha Gambler Do you wanna take a ride thru the hood? The roughest clique, serious, up to no good Can't go for no progress, it leads to stress Mess when we step you'll get'cha neck snapped when I'm thru The axe on the necks, left for trach We heard your footsteps in the city where the sun don't shine Reign affliction last forever when it's the race upon the 9 Ruckus, so plan your mind and organise I sit back in my bed watch Bill and Ted Make sure my days is Excellent before my eyes get red The professor teachin rappers without the lecture My texture move forty yards like rave tracks without the measure (measure) My crew come better, better come with crews that's beef setters Settin beef I'm known for bein that rhyme deader you can't defeat (uhh) Somethin that was made to never die I'm here for a reason dats why GOD trusty, nah! Chorus x2 Verse 2: Smoothe Da Hustler, D.V If nobody told you I'mma show you Checkmate your king, overthrow you You crown me King like checkers Jump and blow you way out, stay out My knight's out to put ya day out I'm losin it, confusin it Next level mentality to add on, take away reality, I'm usin it But most don't agree with these tactics They find MC's in the middle of four wars on their knees Cos I freak it backwards, backward's how I freak it, peep it My sanity helps me live it and speak it frequent Slowly I can capture criminal raptures The master blowin MC's with minimal batches of rappers What be the malfunction? Function Cause the funk, we are the jump just like the junction Clique policies Don't y'all place lace, get broken when it step up to these Ya best to take heed Chorus x2 Verse 3: Trigger, D.V., Smoothe With all love, due to the fact I jump funk on tracks Get down for stacks, my crew can't go for that And to be exact my gamblin staff stay with a Mac The clip-on wack 'head for attack, can't find no map The remedy be in me, I see Jump funkin, funkin we jump in ??? tha South instantly Drive-by, the hitman for hire Settin wack crews on fire Bow down to your lyrical musical sire D-aah-V extraordanaire Kick snares in your end til your jams be def cool, who's left? Cardiac arrest my chest like DT's or raps, man Now bring it all to a close, close it off Put that raw style and the game, froze it off So it all a boil down to this Basically facin me you're mistakingly ludicrous I ain't new to this! Chorus x3