Luyện nghe bài hát Crook 4 Life

Mr.
I'ma jump it off up rippin
Pop my clip in beware to tha nigga dat's trippin
Over there I see em
ta get him, who came wit him
Nigga in yo place
Dont who sprayin tha mase
But I betcha motherfuckers move
'fore I get in tha and what? straight act a fool
Pass it fool you can't hold us
Continuous these boulders
Dont act like nobody ain't ya
These crooks to uphold ya
Take notice of clicka
Off of nigga
Outta my face or I will a nigga
Betta yet a nigga
Feel tha
Rippin you hoes up in his face his flows
You a disgrace, one to the
Up in his robbin his home
Takin it all I'll be down to
Dallas is bound to
Where did I turn now it's our time
homicide
Stakes are high though we're still blowin,still smokin, chiffin
Up in game we ain't tip toein
See tha dope blow and ima weed
Finna bleed nigga
So keep yo eyes on the night, cause I jus
Hit yo crib now where you live i'ma crook 4

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Lay it i'ma crook 4 life
If u it will you ball wit me
Lay it down crook 4 life
You don't wanna wit me

Get for tha armageddon war
Betta load yo shit, get to die bitch
niggaz'll creep and then crawl
Bustin at 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, pookie nigga rip that bitch
like 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 and evictin yo bitch
Open yo mouth get shot in yo
Who in tha do you think that you are?
Fuckin wit much as I up yo car
Leave yo body all and blown
Like k-roc hittin that
in front of yo street
Blown out skulls and out feet
Ask me why did I kill bitch
My pitbull needed some meat
Streets are no safe 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 laugh at his ass
Stoneycrook niggaz are causin
And at niggaz 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 trill
Bust ya real
When a wanna squish it
Stay on my grind so I spend shit
So the deal bitch
drill shit
Til you feel
But focus I'll spend
Workin I'm a kill
Niggaz fallin down like a nigga did
Grab my weed cause I quick
And tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud smoke
I'm green, nigga love to choke
Followed by a
Cloud 9, high and a flow
Reached in my jeans wit tha low
Glock tote, no
Crook on my chest, fuck tha rest
Done tha best, finna test
Tryin to mess around
When by paramedics
sayin tha press release
Addressed my issued
And dues to tha crews
Actin wit tha stoneycrook
Last a nigga looked
Then by tha book
life got took as tha body shook
Bitch I'm the you tha rookie know the bait
the pen create
Cause you a mark that's a born fact
Never see a crook actin that
get down on stacks
Work our mind, make our money, make a
Dallas got bread by the
in pallas, bourbons, jeeps on sweet killaz so we gotta go
Neva been a hoe
Finsta pull a doe
a friend or a foe
Make a nigga die
Trail trail the
a nigga flow fo
Sho fo
Even a blo fo
To my never say no
Only thing you mo
Cause crook 4 life , diabolical

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