Luyện nghe bài hát Crook County (Remixed)

In the Chi, it's or be killed, hussle or die
You gotsta take the pie, didn't lie
Look in my eyes you see the realness, the makes you feel this
The pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on

My minds on that paper, wishin' upon a
I need to stack now, I will pay for my later
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' everyday

See me the AK, watch 'em run when we spray
Get the fuck up out my way and for pray that this play
'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til nothing in sight
So Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your life

Niggas in my mob is too
We ride hundred G cars, in it the world is ours
Don't disrespect or get chest split like cigars
In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid bars

But it's so to make cheese especially
If you ain't got no Ph.D. or on phat keys
See mobstability is for niggas with nothing to
Going from this drama you go through paying dues

I get a in your side tryin' to hussle for a ride
Or hittin' the to find out one of your guys just died
So don't come to the Chi, it's risky as hell
'Cause niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth

In the of crooks, gangbangers, killers and slangers
With judges be quick to hang us homies and
No bluffin', we bustin' a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up
War [unverified] then on, now we gon' strap up, what's up

In the county of crooks, gangbangers, killers and
With judges be quick to hang us and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up
War [unverified] then it's on, now we gon' up, what's up

Our county's so crooked, Drama invented the style
damn near everybody took it and passed it around
Now these muthafuckas all look and see 'cause we puttin' it
And ain't no or later, the world gon' realize they fakin'

Then snatch they tapes of the
And 'em, eliminate 'em
Just as as Creator's Way can create shit
Now they all on some hation, just like them

Like ain't done a thing
But we run a around these bitches
The more tapes we make the they all go broke, so fuck 'em
If it ain't no love then it ain't

If it is, then then say something
more of this beats gon' stomp and keep on stompin'
And Drama make solemn promise
That flyin' all on niggas' business

Come look around Crook County, around, you found me
I must've been bad to the bone, get the mask and the
This Chi gotta die a blast to the dome
Nigga, not Ouija board

I my blessings from G's and Lord, nine-millies and source
But the art of war nigga, found breathin' bored
Tellin' me to look into your eyes, all I see is a
Krayzie in New Orleans that he bit

Talkin' about you was my shit
Hit the bud and got on that shit odyssey mumblin' R and B
You can keep the apology, you gon' try to me
Kill the Hoes of the

when you thought it was safe
The Bone niggas 'bout to get and raped
I can slow down and the tape
Y'all bent and all y'all who thought it was

Now watch on the stage, beef and the rage
Die on the first on the month, it's than the blunt
Why you compete to be doomed
Now you see Eazy-E soon

Feel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's still
I reach and start bustin'
I'm a Bone Crusher, crook county or
no bluffin'

In the county of crooks, gangbangers, killers and
With judges be quick to us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, our bodies come up
War [unverified] then it's on, now we gon' strap up, up

In the of crooks, gangbangers, killers and slangers
With judges be quick to hang us homies and
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, watch our come up
War [unverified] it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up