Luyện nghe bài hát Crook 4 Life

Mr.
jump it off straight up rippin
Pop my clip in best beware to tha dat's trippin
there think I see em
Finna ta get him, who wit him
Nigga stay in yo
Dont know who sprayin tha
But I motherfuckers betta move
'fore I get in tha mood and what? straight act a
Pass it fool you niggaz can't us
Continuous throwin these
Dont act like ain't told ya
crooks came to uphold ya
Take of clicka nigga
Off of audelia
my face or I will kill a nigga
Betta yet steel a
tha rippla
Rippin you hoes up in his face his flows
You a disgrace, one to the
Up in his place robbin his
it all I'll be down to ride
Dallas is to rise
Where did I bitch now it's our time
homicide
Stakes are high though we're still blowin,still smokin, still
Up in this we ain't tip toein
See tha dope blow and ima fiend
Finna steam nigga
So yo eyes on the night, cause I jus might
Hit yo crib now where you live crook 4 life

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Lay it down i'ma crook 4
If u feel it you ball wit me
Lay it i'ma crook 4 life
You wanna fuck wit me

Get ready for tha war
load yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggaz'll creep and then
at niggaz and breakin they jaws
In paws a nigga, neva, betta load this I'm sick of this bullshit
Ammunition be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo
Fake hazin shit and pistol grips, pastor nigga rip that bitch
Soljaz you neva have seen
On tha block we all mug mean, my team stay
Money that is, crooked ass have nuthin to give
Takin yo money and evictin yo
Open yo get shot in yo ribs
Who in tha fuck do you that you are?
wit much as I blew up yo car
Leave yo all ripped and blown
Like k-roc hittin that
Bodybags in of yo street
Blown out skulls and burnt out
Ask me why did I kill that
My needed some fuckin meat
Streets are no longer 4 kids
A nigga might and cut out yo ribs
tha devious thoughts of niggaz from stoneycrook
That's how we live - torture his ass, his ass
Rip out his heart then at his ass
Stoneycrook are causin confusion
And bustin at niggaz we at

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[mr.
Awww now it's on
throwed in the zone
Get cha ready for the shit
Sippin pill shit
But tha trill
Bust ya real
When a wanna squish it
Stay on my grind so I don't shit
So wha's the deal
Gotta shit
Til you feel
But I'll still spend
Workin I'm a kids
Niggaz fallin down a nigga did shit
Grab my cause I feel quick
And tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud smoke
I'm into green, nigga to choke
by a newport
Cloud 9, high and a flow
in my jeans wit tha low spoke
Glock tote, no
Crook on my chest, fuck tha rest
Done seen tha best, finna
Tryin to jest around
When surrounded by
Cops sayin tha press
my issued blues
And dues to tha crews
fools wit tha stoneycrook
Last a nigga looked
Then by tha book
Young got took as tha body shook
I'm the king you tha rookie know the bait
That the pen
Cause you a mark bitch that's a born
see a crook actin like that
We'll get down on
our mind, make our money, make a track
Dallas got bread by the
Ballers in pallas, bourbons, jeeps on killaz so we gotta go
Neva been a hoe
Finsta pull a doe
Fuck a or a foe
Make a die slow
Trail the logo
a nigga flow fo
Sho fo
Even a blo fo
To my brotha say no
Only thing you mo
Cause i'ma crook 4 life ,

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