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
Over there I see em
Finna ta get him, who wit him
Nigga stay in yo
Dont know who sprayin tha
But I betcha motherfuckers betta
'fore I get in tha mood and straight act a fool
Pass it fool you niggaz hold us
Continuous throwin boulders
Dont act like nobody told ya
These crooks came to ya
Take of clicka nigga
Off of audelia
Outta my or I will kill a nigga
Betta yet a nigga
Feel tha
Rippin you up in his face crushin his flows
You a disgrace, one to the
Up in his place his home
Takin it all be down to ride
Dallas is to rise
Where did I turn now it's our time
Lyrical
Stakes are high though we're still blowin,still smokin, chiffin
Up in this we ain't tip toein
See tha dope blow and ima fiend
Finna bleed 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 don't fuck wit me

Get for tha armageddon war
Betta yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggaz'll creep and then
Bustin at niggaz and breakin jaws
In paws a nigga, neva, load this glock I'm sick of this bullshit
be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo face
Fake hazin and pistol grips, pastor pookie nigga rip that bitch
Soljaz like you have seen
On tha we all mug mean, my team stay green
that is, crooked ass niggaz have nuthin to give
Takin yo money and yo bitch
Open yo get shot in yo ribs
Who in tha fuck do you think you are?
Fuckin wit much as I up yo car
Leave yo body all ripped and
Like hittin that abatrois
Bodybags in of yo street
Blown out skulls and burnt out
Ask me why did I kill bitch
My pitbull some fuckin meat
Streets are no longer safe 4
A might flip and cut out yo ribs
Enter tha devious of niggaz from stoneycrook
That's how we live - torture his ass, his ass
Rip out his heart laugh at his ass
Stoneycrook are causin confusion
And bustin at we goin at

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[mr.
shit now it's on
Nigga in the zone
Get cha ready for the real
Sippin down shit
But tha shit
ya real quick
When a nigga squish it
Stay on my grind so I don't spend
So the deal bitch
Gotta drill
Til you shit
But focus I'll spend
Workin I'm a kill
Niggaz fallin down like a nigga did
Grab my weed cause I quick
And i'ma tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud
I'm green, nigga love to choke
by a newport
Cloud 9, and a crooked flow
Reached in my jeans wit tha low
Glock tote, no
Crook loch on my chest, tha rest
Done tha best, finna test
to jest mess around
When surrounded by
Cops tha press release
Addressed my blues
And payin dues to tha
Actin fools wit tha
Last time a nigga
Then played by tha
Young got took as tha body shook
Bitch I'm the king you tha rookie know the
That the pen
Cause you a mark bitch that's a born
Never see a crook actin that
We'll get on stacks
Work our mind, make our money, a track
got bread by the stacks
Ballers in pallas, bourbons, jeeps on sweet so we gotta go
Neva been a hoe
Finsta a kick doe
a friend or a foe
Make a nigga die
trail the logo
That a nigga fo
Sho fo
take a blo fo
To my never say no
Only you want mo
Cause i'ma 4 life , diabolical

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