Luyện nghe bài hát Crook 4 Life

Mr.
jump it off straight up rippin
Pop my in best beware to tha nigga dat's trippin
Over think I see em
Finna ta get him, who wit him
Nigga in yo place
know who sprayin tha mase
But I betcha betta move
'fore I get in tha mood and what? straight act a
Pass it you niggaz can't hold us
Continuous these boulders
Dont act like ain't told ya
These crooks to uphold ya
Take notice of clicka
Off of nigga
Outta my face or I will kill a
Betta yet a nigga
tha rippla
Rippin you hoes up in his face his flows
You a disgrace, one to the
Up in his place his home
it all I'll be down to ride
Dallas is bound to
Where did I turn now it's our time
Lyrical
Stakes are high we're still blowin,still smokin, still chiffin
Up in this we ain't tip toein
See tha dope blow and ima weed
Finna bleed nigga
So yo eyes on the night, cause I jus might
Hit yo crib now you live i'ma crook 4 life

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

Get for tha armageddon war
load yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggaz'll and then crawl
Bustin at niggaz and they jaws
In paws a nigga, neva, betta load this glock I'm of this bullshit
Ammunition be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo
Fake hazin and pistol grips, pastor pookie nigga rip that bitch
Soljaz like you neva have
On tha block we all mug mean, my team stay
that is, crooked ass niggaz have nuthin to give
Takin yo money and yo bitch
Open yo mouth get in yo ribs
Who in tha fuck do you think that you
Fuckin wit as I blew up yo car
yo body all ripped and blown
Like k-roc hittin abatrois
in front of yo street
Blown out skulls and burnt out
Ask me why did I that bitch
My pitbull needed some fuckin
are no longer safe 4 kids
A nigga might flip and cut out yo
Enter tha devious of niggaz from stoneycrook
That's how we live - his ass, strangle his ass
Rip out his then laugh at his ass
niggaz are causin confusion
And bustin at niggaz we at

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[mr.
shit now it's on
Nigga in the zone
Get cha ready for the shit
Sippin down pill
But tha trill
Bust ya quick
When a nigga squish it
Stay on my grind so I don't shit
So wha's the bitch
Gotta shit
Til you feel
But focus still spend
I'm a kill kids
Niggaz fallin down like a nigga did
Grab my cause I feel quick
And i'ma tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud
I'm into green, love to choke
Followed by a
9, high and a crooked flow
Reached in my jeans wit tha low
tote, no joke
Crook loch on my chest, fuck tha
seen tha best, finna test
Tryin to jest mess
When by paramedics
Cops tha press release
Addressed my issued
And payin to tha crews
Actin fools wit tha
time a nigga looked
Then by tha book
Young life got took as tha body
Bitch I'm the king you tha rookie the bait
the pen create
Cause you a mark that's a born fact
see a crook actin like that
We'll get down on
Work our mind, make our money, make a
got bread by the stacks
Ballers in pallas, bourbons, jeeps on sweet so we gotta go
once been a hoe
Finsta a kick 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 you want mo
i'ma crook 4 life , diabolical

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