[00:27.03]Jus anotha day, chiffin hay, in north dallas
[00:29.64]C-pone jus called me up, now i'm about to hit tha shower
[00:33.78]Took me bout an hour, and now i'm creased down in my polo
[00:36.72]I'm makin these niggaz hate today, by wearin a crooked logo
[00:38.43]Watch out for tha blow hoe, and leavin you niggas in tha mist
[00:40.89]And if you niggaz dont trip on me, then i wont bust yo nuts
[00:43.65]Plus my click be tha ruffest, not sayin we tha toughest
[00:46.17]But stoneycrook niggaz, been known to come out wit tha ruckus
[00:47.97]**** you who say **** us, and all ya'll niggaz who be hatin'
[00:58.77]Cappin, cause you can't fade me, runnin up on me daily
[01:00.27]But baby, its mo' complicated, than you can see
[01:02.64]Words lose all meanin', when niggaz see niggaz gleamin'
[01:04.68]So dont you even think that you can get outta this
[01:13.08]So niggas, to get me to this point, you must really got me pissed
[01:16.38]I'm twist and dismember, choppin down niggas timber
[01:18.06]Kodac moment remember, this crooked niggas a rippla
[01:37.14]Chorus [x2]
[01:37.62]Whatchallwannado? if you trip, then we bomb first
[01:41.01]Pull out tha guns first, chiff until i lungs hurt
[01:46.59]I know bombin', but tha rippla finna bomb worse
[01:47.70]Look at us come first, best believe be bomb worse
[01:50.58][mr. lucci]
[01:54.06]Welcome to tha wild, wild west, tha southside, its me, a killa
[01:55.56]**** billy tha kid niggas, it's lucci tha wig splitta
[01:57.24]Like tyson a hard hitta, toe tag deala
[01:59.64]A brain spilla, body chilla, mind thrilla, **** it, killa
[02:04.65]On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, workin strong
[02:06.09]Chiffin smoke up in my long, still my whole bag gon
[02:07.50]I live long, for doin wrong, cause wit my crooks, man its on
[02:09.33]Leave a niggas dome blown, or up nut creek, all alone
[02:10.77]For bumpin his grill, he must thought he was go cheat one, 4 real
[02:13.65]Now he killed, 6 feet he feel, surrounded by mob skillz
[02:16.50]Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs
[02:18.60]And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv
[02:20.76]It aint neva enuff, until i whip it out my holsta
[02:22.92]**** back ready to roast ya, on every wanted poster
[02:24.54]Stayin' high like a vulture, inflictin' pain from smoke
[02:25.89]Those crooked soljaz smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya
[02:28.23]Chorus [x2]
[02:28.65][c-pone]
[02:29.13]I been quick to cause a tragedy, niggas wit my faculty
[02:49.98]Bullets sprayed rapidly, now they died from my fatality
[02:55.20]**** those who try to battle me, this rap shit is a mastery
[03:06.30]Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole scene full of catastrophes
[03:19.62]Hollow my calvary, when i feel danger in tha mist
[03:25.86]Now i'm pissed, wit a clutched fist
[03:28.26]Around they ashton and my 45th
[03:31.08]No mo lift, in these shady niggaz in fleets
[03:33.12]We be deadlier than a niggas blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine
[03:34.86]Sparklin' clean up through tha industry
[03:35.79]Lyrics at yo weak feet, they notice me
[03:37.20]Due to my unique style of texas poetry
[03:38.82]Blowin these, wack mc's, who refuse to give our props
[03:40.05]Platinum hitz from tha stoneycrook click, til we all sittin on top
[03:42.36]When tha rippla drop, best believe we comin wit bombs
[03:44.01]Turnin' yo average house party, into a modern day vietnam
[03:47.07]Run up if you want some, we clash like titans
[03:51.72]Aint no collaboration deadlier than stoneycrook and i come
[03:56.43]Chorus [x2]