Luyện nghe bài hát Crook County (Remixed)

In the Chi, it's or be killed, hussle or die
You gotsta take the pie, momma lie
Look in my eyes you see the realness, the makes you feel this
The pain I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millions

My minds on that paper, upon a caper
I need to stack now, I pay for my sins later
I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native
It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds

See me load the AK, 'em run when we spray
Get the fuck up out my way and for pray that this pistol
'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's in sight
So cancel Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your

Niggas in my mob is too
We hundred G cars, in it like the world is ours
Don't disrespect or get your chest split like
In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail

But it's so to make cheese especially
If you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat
See mobstability is for niggas with to lose
Going from this drama you go through paying dues

I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a
Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just
So don't to the Chi, it's just risky as hell
'Cause K-Town niggas'll on that ass like a stealth

In the county of crooks, gangbangers, killers and
With judges be to hang us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, watch our come up
War [unverified] then it's on, now we strap up, what's up

In the county of crooks, gangbangers, killers and
With be quick to hang us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up
War [unverified] then on, now we gon' strap up, what's up

Our county's so crooked, Drama invented the style
Then near everybody took it and passed it around
Now these all look and see 'cause we puttin' it down
And ain't no sooner or later, the world gon' they fakin'

Then snatch they tapes of the
And break 'em, 'em
Just as fast as Way can create shit
Now they all on hation, just like them nigga

Like ain't done a thing
But we run a reason these bitches
The more tapes we make the more they all go broke, so 'em
If it ain't no love then it none

If it is, then then say something
'Cause more of beats gon' stomp and keep on stompin'
And Drama make solemn promise
shorty flyin' all on niggas' business

Come look around County, look around, you found me
I must've been bad to the bone, get the mask and the
This Chi die from a blast to the dome
Nigga, not muthafuckin' Ouija

I receive my blessings G's and Lord, nine-millies and source
But the art of war nigga, found breathin' bored
Tellin' me to into your eyes, all I see is a bitch
Tell in New Orleans that he bit

Talkin' about you was my shit
Hit the bud and got on that shit odyssey mumblin' R and B
You can the apology, you gon' try to dishonor me
the Hoes of the Harmony

Just when you it was safe
The Bone niggas 'bout to get and raped
I can down and audit the tape
Y'all bent and all who thought it was fake

Now watch [unverified] on the stage, and the rage
Die on the first on the month, 'cause it's the blunt
Why would you to be doomed
Now you see Eazy-E soon

Feel the boom of the reprecussion, 'cause the reefer's still
I reach and start bustin'
I'm a Bone Crusher, county or nothin'
no bluffin'

In the of crooks, gangbangers, killers and slangers
With judges be quick to us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, our bodies come up
War then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up

In the of crooks, gangbangers, killers and slangers
With be quick to hang us homies and strangers
No bluffin', we bustin' like a kamikaze, watch our come up
War then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up