any time I can start splurging The twin cigs open chests like a heart surgeon And I'm buttoned up, I'm just a blue collar crook But I keep a stack thick
so I gotta cut you loose I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines [Crooked I:] I got these A&R's
nigga (NIGGA!) [Rapping:] I try to beat my felony but I lost that case So well, I went to jail and I lost that weight Met a couple dime pieces but I'
a rap whould happen nigga its deeper then rappin vanishin not neva gone change my style i do waht i wanna pop till the body rot stop gerneration x i
talking bout the recession it's depressin I rock ith obama but I'm not a politician And I chill with the thugs and the gangsters thoo I ain't a blood but I
to women, ya man Aarons good I done been inside-a more woman than planned parent hood (chaa) I got more bottles, than new born babys, for youporn ladies I
'd be scared of yourself Listen as I, start to whoop ass, why? Would you try Crooked I, will you die like the last guy I told you I would put holes riders
"Ed Sullivan Show" I literally can't front, I'm back like never befo' (oh!) I'm a rap my letter to hoes Dear prostitute, I miss y'all lettin me slap
Boogy, I'm Crooked I and we ride - you know? And I'm Death Row, heartless and lethal You seen Menace to Society, I should start in the sequel Yeeah [
Crooked I Pull Out Guns When Im Out East They Sayin Crooked You Wile Some I Been In The Mix, Quick Flippin Them Legitimate Chips Dime Piece I Keep 10
off in ? and wouldn't give a damn They respondin' with shots fire I'm the trigger man I run, I'm ditchin' out fools They never ? Penitentiary time and Crooked I
van I knock you off in ? and wouldn't give a damn They respondin' with shots fire I'm the trigger man I run, I'm ditchin' out fools They never ? Penitentiary time and Crooked I
from home They steal this pain and may not know it I'm a boy and I gotta show it I hear them cries from the babies I wish they had a chance don't wanna
ll be, we'll be I can read yo' mind baby (I can read your mind) I can read your, and I can read your mind (I can read your miiiiind) [Bizzy Bone:] Most
I don't wanna rob him but I really need this, I'm gettin' skinny man, don't make me squeeze this, I gotta be the crook but I don't really mean this, Tryin
storm suckers couldnt replace dat but when you rollin wit ke you wit a g i let dem haters do whatever dey can i do me she love her a gangster the swag