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Crook County (Remixed)

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(Psychodrama) Excuse me, believe me there's 6 people here to hurt you mother f**kin feelings with one female to break through the glass ceiling Chicago, now let me holla at yall 'bout what i know 'bout my city many women and children deserve this f**k the epidemy, nobody's perfect some do live my nigga (?) but the others go by the dirt shit hurtin motherf**kers slash closin' they curtains curtains slash, (?) to the bitches, slash get a hold of ya shirt but ya big ass is fat, time to show some mother f**kin niggas who we is bitch we aint yo mother f**kin kids Crook County, we ain't gon' take yo shit (????) (Mayz) Niggas in my mob is too suave We ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is ours Don't disrespect or get your chest split like cigars In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail bars But it's so hard to make cheese especially If you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keys See mobstability is for niggas with nothing to lose Going psycho from this drama you know you paying dues I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a ride Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just died So don't come to the Chi, it's just riskin' ya health 'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth (Chorus) In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangers With judges be quick to hang us homies and strangers No bluffin', we bustin' Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up War (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up (Repeat Chorus) (Liffy Stokes) In the Chi, it's kill or be killed, hussle or die You gotsta take the pie, momma didn't lie Look in my eyes you see the realness The nine makes you feel this The pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millions My minds on that paper, wishin' upon a caper I need to stack now, I'll repent for my sins later When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday See me load the AK, watch 'em run when we spray Get the f**k up out my way and for pray that this pistol play 'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sight So cancel Christmas muthaf**ka, f**k you and your life (Speedknot) Ah Ah, I pop a holster, 'cause you won't show up, and you gon' shoulder up, and you gon' shoot up... sort 'em out and even if i do, you comin don't you get me twisted Crook City is mine, drama war we get 'em lifted We surround the muthaf**kas,


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