Lirik Lagu Crook County (B.O.N.E. Crusher Mix) (feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Newsense) - Twista
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[Liffy Stokes]In the Chi it's kill or be killed hussle or dieYou gotsta take the pie momma didn't lieLook in my eyes you see the realnessThe nine makes you feel thisThe pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millionsMy minds on that paper wishin' upon a caperI need to stack now I will pay for my sins laterWhen I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside nativeIt's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everydaySee me load the AK, watch 'em run when we sprayGet the fuck up out my way and for pray that this pistol play'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sightSo cancel Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your life
[Mayz]Niggas in my mob is too suaveWe ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is oursDon't disrespect or get your chest split like cigarsIn this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail barsBut it's so hard to make cheese especiallyIf you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keysSee mobstability is for niggas with nothing to loseGoing psycho from this drama you go through paying duesI get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a rideOr hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just diedSo don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth
[Chorus]In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangersWith judges be quick to hang us homies and strangersNo bluffin', we bustin'Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come upWar (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up
[Repeat Chorus]
[Newsense]Our county's so crooked, Psycho Drama invented the styleThen damn near everybody took it and passed it aroundNow these muthafuckas all look and see 'cause we puttin' it downAnd ain't no sooner or later, the world gon' realize they fakin'Then snatch they tapes of the shelves and break 'em, eliminate 'emJust as fast as Creator's Way can create shitNow they all on some hation, just like them niggaLike ain't nobody done a thingBut we run a reason around these bitchesThe more tapes we make the more they all go broke, so fuck 'emIf it ain't no love then it ain't noneIf it is, then nigga then say something'Cause more of this beats gon' stomp and keep on stompin'And Drama make that solemn promiseThat shorty flyin' all on niggas' business
[Twista](..?..) county, look around me, you found, I must've been bad to the boneGet the mask and the chromeThis Chi gotta die from a blast to the domeNigga, not muthafuckin' Ouija boardI receive my blessings from G's and Lord, nine-millies and sourceBut the art of war nigga, must've found breathin' boredTellin' me to look into your eyes, all I see is a bitchTell Krayzie in New Orleans that he bit, talkin' about you was lovin' my shitHit the bud and got sent on that shit odyssey mumblin' r&bYou can keep the apology, you gon' try to dishonor meKill the Hoes of the HarmonyJust when you thought it was safeThe Bone niggas 'bout to get slaughtered and rapedI can slow down and audit the tapeY'all bent and all y'all who thought it was fakeNow watch (?) on the stage, beef and the rageDie on the first on the month, 'cause it's than the bluntWhy would you compete to be doomed, now you gon' see Eazy-E soonFeel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's still rushin'When I reach and start bustin'I'm a Bone Crusher, crook county or nothinAin't no bluffin'
[Chorus] (2x)
[Mayz]Niggas in my mob is too suaveWe ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is oursDon't disrespect or get your chest split like cigarsIn this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail barsBut it's so hard to make cheese especiallyIf you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keysSee mobstability is for niggas with nothing to loseGoing psycho from this drama you go through paying duesI get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a rideOr hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just diedSo don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth
[Chorus]In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangersWith judges be quick to hang us homies and strangersNo bluffin', we bustin'Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come upWar (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up
[Repeat Chorus]
[Newsense]Our county's so crooked, Psycho Drama invented the styleThen damn near everybody took it and passed it aroundNow these muthafuckas all look and see 'cause we puttin' it downAnd ain't no sooner or later, the world gon' realize they fakin'Then snatch they tapes of the shelves and break 'em, eliminate 'emJust as fast as Creator's Way can create shitNow they all on some hation, just like them niggaLike ain't nobody done a thingBut we run a reason around these bitchesThe more tapes we make the more they all go broke, so fuck 'emIf it ain't no love then it ain't noneIf it is, then nigga then say something'Cause more of this beats gon' stomp and keep on stompin'And Drama make that solemn promiseThat shorty flyin' all on niggas' business
[Twista](..?..) county, look around me, you found, I must've been bad to the boneGet the mask and the chromeThis Chi gotta die from a blast to the domeNigga, not muthafuckin' Ouija boardI receive my blessings from G's and Lord, nine-millies and sourceBut the art of war nigga, must've found breathin' boredTellin' me to look into your eyes, all I see is a bitchTell Krayzie in New Orleans that he bit, talkin' about you was lovin' my shitHit the bud and got sent on that shit odyssey mumblin' r&bYou can keep the apology, you gon' try to dishonor meKill the Hoes of the HarmonyJust when you thought it was safeThe Bone niggas 'bout to get slaughtered and rapedI can slow down and audit the tapeY'all bent and all y'all who thought it was fakeNow watch (?) on the stage, beef and the rageDie on the first on the month, 'cause it's than the bluntWhy would you compete to be doomed, now you gon' see Eazy-E soonFeel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's still rushin'When I reach and start bustin'I'm a Bone Crusher, crook county or nothinAin't no bluffin'
[Chorus] (2x)
