Mr. Pookie]
I'ma jump it off straight up rippin
pop my clip in best beware to tha nigga dat's trippin
over there think I see em
finna ta get him, who came wit him
Nigga stay in yo place
Dont know who sprayin tha mase
But I betcha motherfuckers betta move
'fore I get in tha mood and what? straight act a fool
Pass it fool you niggaz can't hold us
Continuous throwin these boulders
Dont act like nobody ain't told ya
These crooks came to uphold ya
Take notice of clicka nigga
Off of Audelia nigga
Outta my face or I will kill a nigga
Betta yet steel a nigga
Feel Tha Rippla
Rippin you hoes up in his face crushin his flows
You a disgrace, one to the dome
Up in his place robbin his home
Takin it all I'll be down to ride
Dallas is bound to rise
Where did I turn bitch now its our time
Lyrical homicide
Stakes are high though we're still blowin,still smokin, still chiffin
Up in this game we aint tip toein
See tha dope blow and Ima weed fiend
Finna bleed steam nigga
So keep yo eyes on the night, cause I jus might
hit yo crib now where you live I'ma crook 4 life
Chorus [2X]
Lay it down I'ma crook 4 life
If u feel it will you ball wit me
Lay it down I'ma crook 4 life
You don't wanna fuck wit me
[K-Roc]
Get ready for tha Armageddon war
betta load yo shit, get ready to die bitch
Stoneycrook niggaz'll creep and then crawl
Bustin at niggaz and breakin they jaws
In paws a nigga, neva, betta load this glock Im sick of this bullshit
Ammunition be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo face
Fake hazin shit and pistol grips, Pastor Pookie nigga rip that bitch
Soljaz like you neva have seen
On tha block we all mug mea
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