Luyện nghe bài hát Crook 4 Life

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

Chorus

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

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

Chorus

[mr.
Awww shit now on
Nigga in the zone
Get cha ready for the shit
down pill shit
But tha trill
Bust ya real
When a nigga wanna it
Stay on my grind so I don't spend
So the deal bitch
drill shit
Til you feel
But focus I'll still
I'm a kill kids
Niggaz fallin like a nigga did shit
Grab my weed cause I quick
And i'ma tilt it, lift it, it in tha bud smoke
I'm into green, nigga to choke
Followed by a
Cloud 9, high and a crooked
Reached in my jeans wit tha low
Glock tote, no
Crook loch on my chest, tha rest
Done seen tha best, finna
Tryin to mess around
surrounded by paramedics
Cops sayin tha release
Addressed my blues
And payin dues to tha
Actin fools wit tha
Last time a looked
Then played by tha
Young life got took as tha body
Bitch I'm the king you tha rookie know the
the pen create
Cause you a mark that's a born fact
Never see a crook like that
get down on stacks
Work our mind, make our money, make a
got bread by the stacks
Ballers in pallas, bourbons, jeeps on sweet killaz so we go
Neva once a hoe
pull a kick doe
Fuck a or a foe
Make a die slow
Trail the logo
That a nigga fo
Sho fo
Even a blo fo
To my never say no
Only thing you mo
Cause i'ma crook 4 life ,

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