Luyện nghe bài hát Crook County (Remixed)

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

My minds on that paper, upon a caper
I need to stack now, I will pay for my sins
When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside
sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday

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

in my mob is too suave
We ride hundred G cars, in it like the is ours
disrespect or get your chest split like cigars
In county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail bars

But it's so hard to cheese especially
If you got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keys
See mobstability is for niggas nothing to lose
Going from this drama you go through paying dues

I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a
Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just
So don't to the Chi, it's just 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 us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, watch our bodies up
War [unverified] it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up

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

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

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

ain't nobody done a thing
But we run a reason around bitches
The more tapes we the more they all go broke, so fuck 'em
If it ain't no love then it ain't

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

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

I receive my blessings from G's and Lord, and source
But the art of war nigga, must've breathin' bored
Tellin' me to look your eyes, all I see is a bitch
Tell Krayzie in New Orleans he bit

Talkin' you was lovin' 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

Just you thought it was safe
The Bone niggas 'bout to get slaughtered and
I can down and audit the tape
bent and all y'all who thought it was fake

Now watch [unverified] on the stage, beef and the
Die on the first on the month, 'cause it's the blunt
Why would you compete to be
Now you gon' see Eazy-E

Feel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's rushin'
When I and start bustin'
I'm a Crusher, crook county or nothin'
Ain't no

In the of crooks, gangbangers, killers and slangers
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' strap up, up

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