CROOKED I lyrics : "Death Row's Back"
Lights out in this (*##$
Sit your $$# in that chair
You ain't goin' nowhere ^!$$%
[gun @@#!s] Got this heater ready
Will even crack ya $$# over tha head witta bottle
Whatever the $#&@ we gotta do to let you know..
[Verse 1:]
That ain't no ^!$$% sicker then me
I'm as sick as can be
They get offended when I'm rippin' tha beat
You can't get dough quicker then me
Cause in particularly
I get figures like I'm flippin' some D??
I don't know whatchu claim but I'm pro wit' the aim
^!$$% the Crooked'll put a whole in ya brain
Stick pole in ya dame make her strow witta caine(sp?)
Notorious label and Death Row is tha name, huh
Money and power and I devour cowards
Wit' bullets that come in a thousands miles and hour
How's about get tha ?? wit' tha shower
Witcha house wit' bullets that might knock down towers
?
Punk mother$#&@ers wanna $#&@ wit' me
Get wild, get drawn then I shoot ya team
^!$$%z gettin' slumped uncomfortably
Get a slug for free, I got a thug degree
In ya mother$#&@in' faces witta' bumper bee
Killa enemy, in any vicinity
Wit' the mini machine gun, offendin' me and my company (Tha Row!)
You ^!$$%z can't $#&@ wit' that
Rubbin' ya guns but where you bustas at?
Pull up at the club and get out the truck wit' gats
Death Row's Back now what's up wit' that?
[Chorus: x2]
You can do what you want but can't stop this here
We got ^!$$%z on the block in fear
Some gangsta %#@! is about to drop this year
Our rise to the top is near
You been waitin' around for that West Coast %#@!
Ghetto $$# out from the Death Row clique
If you a hustler then check yo crip
If you a hater then you can suck a dick..
[Outro:]
Suck A Dick...
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