Lyrics:
hugging the block, cops is booking 'em
Women hugging they purse when they spot the crook in 'em
Back when little J got shot, pops was whooping 'em
take a swagger
Ice cold Jägermeister, take a dragon hold
Bo county crook, slide like the Nike swoosh
Bruce Almighty got more problems than Spidey,
disagreed
Sometimes I think they must have wool in their ears
And when you see a cane, I see a crook (whoa-oh)
And when you see a crowd, I see a flock
'Cause this is the hook that drags you
This is the hook in the crook of your neck
It's the hook that snags you
This is the hook
And there's one thing
how'd I slip into that toy
Is it the pimp, the crook, the hustling thing
The man, the music that making a king
I'm simply building my Ming
A million men
nigga, she purple like kush nigga
We high on that money nigga, we get it from cook nigga
Hit her with that crook nigga, fuckin' witj crooks nigga
Know
the crippled and the crooks
They need me more than the TV ever could
I caught a baseball game this afternoon
Where the umpire gave the other team the winning
forever
Me, I know every trick in the book
Every trick by hook or by crook
I go on, I go on, I go on, I go on
I get too involved
Have done forever
light's off
You'll get robbed where I live
Crooks and robbers, villains and mobster
The nights got nothing to give
Whats gone wrong, when? Late at night
Here's my black dog and my sheep crook
I will give them to you
Here's my bag and my budget
I will bid them adieu
Here's my black dog and my sheep
(wondering)
What happened to that boy?
Six maneuver, how to slip into that toy
Is it the pimp the crook a hustler thing?
The man the music the making the king
been an hour
The way you stole my heart
You know, you could have been a cool crook
And baby, you're so smart (baby you're so smart)
You know,
on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair grow?
Will
minutes
You know you could have been an hour
The way you stole my heart
You know you could have been a crook
And baby your so smart
You know you could
put on ya son
Ice Cube has got the 4-1-1
All the ol' school house fellows are crooks
So I get jealous looks
They keep thinkin did my hair
crook, obscene
I'd call you a heartbreaker
But I reserve that for prettier things
I tried to kill the memory
?
You must get a psychic sting
I've been up late writing books
All about heroes and crooks
One of them saves you from this
The other one steals you and then
Sure things fall
I love niggas
From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers
My homeboyz, the only thing a nigga got left
I love my niggas to death, we ain't
Where your homeboys, homeboy
[2Pac]
You ain't shit without your homeboys
My thug niggaz, I love niggaz
From small time crooks to big-time drug dealers
My
the world's murderous guys
With Mafia ties
Fuck around and die
It found myself me and my nine
Doin' a jooks stickin' to crime
A true crook in 9-9
My
the keys where she strip tease
Bitch please (hehe)
She's a sex addict
Pussy crook (pussy crook)
She got that black magic (black magic)
Get ya hooked
notebooks
Hidden so a crook can’t steal ‘em
But only a crook can reveal ‘em
Stealin’ presence gettin’ took
Everywhere I look great vibes I find
One more time
Were Kings
Like the great Ali but the truth is
You don't know a thing bout me becuzzzz (ha)
It ain't in ya books homie
Pick up game, Lesane Parish Crooks
take a swagger
Ice cold Jägermeister, take a dragon hold
Bo county crook, slide like the Nike swoosh
Bruce Almighty got more problems than Spidey,
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