Crook for Life

I'ma jump it off straight up rippin

pop my clip in best beware to tha ************* dat's trippin

over there think I see em finna git em

************* who came wit em

************* stay in yo place

Dont know who sprayin tha mase

But I betcha mother******s betta move

'fore I get in tha mood and straight act a fool

Pass it fool you *************z 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 *************

Off of Audelia *************

Outta my face or I will kill a *************

Betta yet steel a *************

Feel Tha Rippla

Rippin you hoes up in his face cru*************n 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 ************* now its our time

Lyrical homicide

Stakes are high voltage, still blowin,still smokin, still chiffin

Up in this game we aint tip toein

See tha **** blow and Ima ****** fiend

Finna bleed steam *************

So keep yo eyes on the night, cause I jus might

get yo crib now where you live I'ma crook 4 life

Chorus [2X]

Lay it down I'ma crook 4 life

If you feel it will you ball wit me

Lay it down I'ma crook 4 life

You don't wanna ************* wit me

[K-Roc]

Get ready for tha Armageddon war

betta load yo *************t, get ready to die *************

Stoneycrook *************z'll creep and then crawl

Bustin at *************z and breakin they jaws

In paws a *************, neva, betta load this glock Im sick of this bull*************t

Ammunition be totted 4 dayz, ready to blast all up in yo face

AKs and *************t and pistol grips, pass to Pookie, ************* rip that *************

Soljaz like you neva have seen

On tha block we all mug mean, my team stay green

Money that is, crooked ass *************z have nuthin to give

Takin yo money and evictin yo *************

Open yo mouth get shot in yo ribs

Who in tha ************* do you think that you are?

****** wit much as I blew up yo car

Leave yo body all ripped and blown

Like K-Roc hittin that Abatrois

Bodybags in front of yo street

Blown out skulls and burnt out feet

Ask me why did I kill that *************

My pitbull needed some ****** meat

Streets are no longer safe 4 kids

A ************* might flip and cut out yo ribs

Enter tha devious thoughts of *************z from Stoneycrook

That's how we live - puncture his ass, strangle his ass

rip out his heart then laugh at his ass

Stoneycrook *************z are causin confusion

And bustin at *************z we goin at it

Chorus [x2]

[Mr. Lucci]

Awww *************t now its on

************* throwed in the zone

get cha ready for the real *************t

Sippin down Pill *************t

But tha trill *************t

Bust ya real quick

When a ************* wanna squish it

Stay on my grind so I dont spend *************t

So wha's the deal *************

Gotta drill *************t

Til you feel *************t

But focus I'll still spend

Workin I'ma kill kids

*************z fallin down like a ************* did *************t

Grab my ****** cause I feel quick

And I'ma tilt it, lift it, twist it in tha bud smoke

I'm into green, ************* love to choke

Followed by a Newport

Cloud 9, high and a crooked flow

Reached in my jeans wit tha low spoke

glock tote, no joke

Crook loch on my chest, ************* tha rest

Done seen tha best, finna test

Tryin to jest mess around

When surrounded by paramedics

Cops sayin tha press release

Addressed my issued blues

And payin dues to tha crews

Actin fools wit tha Stoneycrook

Last time a ************* looked

Then played by tha book

Young life got took as tha body shook

************* I'm the king you tha rookie know the bait

that the pen create

Cause you a mark ************* that's a born fact

Never see a crook actin like that

We'll get down on stacks

Work our mind, make our money, make a track

Dallas got bread by the stacks

Ballers in Pallas, Bourbons, Jeeps on Sweet Killaz so we gotta go

Neva once been a hoe

Finsta pull a kick doe

************* a friend or a foe

Make a ************* die slow

Tray O Tray O the logo

That a ************* flow fo

Sho fo

Even take a blo fo

To my brotha never say no

only thing you want mo

Cause I'ma crook for life, Diabolical

Chorus [2X]