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Week 27 - Crooked I - Kill Us All


Artist: Crooked I
Song: Kill Us All
Produced by: Toxic
Appears on:


C.O.B., Circle of Bosses, Crooked I, Week 27
26 was 6 months straight, y’all think I’ma slow down huh?
Naw, I rather speed up, 27, we still doin’ it (let’s speed up)
We ain’t stoppin’, we ain’t slowin’ down either
We speedin’ up hahaha
I forgot to say Rest In Peace to my people in Utah
Couple months back in that mining accident
Keep your head up out there

Verse 1:

Yo Circle of Bosses, Cash over Bitches,
Crip or Blood, Conducting Organized Business
Controlling Our Block, Cartell of Ballers,
Cussin’ out Broads and we Crossing over Bridges
This how we do it on the mothafuckin’ Eastside
Sippin that liquor, my nigga higher than a G5
Keepin’ them automatic weapons whenever we ride
Hit em up with that C.O.B. life
Crooked trippin on Hennessey and Patron
Light em up, hit the enemy with the chrome
Julius Luciano, my nigga Kenny Siegel
Andrew Dinero, Demetrius Capone 
Jay Cee’ll give you three to the dome
Sauce the Boss, he puttin’ weed in the bong
Like cheech did with chong
And my nigga Big Style got the keys to the Beach
Better creep when it’s on
Just talked to Tray Dee on the phone
He told me Crooked get the keys to the proem
It’s your turn, take your seat on the throne
Where you belong and hold it till the G’s come home
Feels good to be a gangster MC
Boss of the West, nigga, Lord of the Underground
Everywhere I be, my Nina dip with me
Better wear a vest cause the boy don’t fuck around
Brrrt, stick ‘em, hahaha stick em
Hit em in his face, send him in the space
Brrrt stick em, the triggers are feelin’ prissoms
Cause the pistols is in my waste, put em in they place
You don’t like it, suck a mothafuckin bozzack
Brap, brap, I’m peelin your Afro back
Leave a nigga Cojak, freeze em like a Kodak
Picture get ya, shit I’m quick to hit ya
It’s the Mr. C.R. Uh Oh, Uh Oh,
If you fuck with me, you better kn uh oh, uh oh
Six feet deep is where you g uh oh, uh oh
Rest in Peace that for sh uh oh, uh oh
I’m puttin bullets in the heater,
I’m filling that millimeter to the top of the clip
Poppin’ and droppin’ a dip, I told ya
You would have to see the leader of the squeezers
For poppin’ that shit I drop in a ditch
I’m Apocalyptic, you got me twisted
When I’m out East, I’ma cock the biscuits
When I’m in the Midwest, we gone rock to this shit
In the Dirty South I’ma knock the thick bitch
Bust in a room, saw a cock and lipstick
Sucked up every last drop of liquid
She thought that I would fuck her, she was optimistic
Maybe next time that was not the business
Cause a nigga gotta go (where?)
Back to the West (yeah) packin my bag
Grabbing my mack and my vest, got a trunk full of weed
Speedin on the freeway, no I don’t need no map on the quest
Cause I know what I’m doing put a cat to the test
Gat that’ll clap send em after your chest
Two holes in your neck like I’m Dracula, yes
You asking for me, nigga you asked for the best, haha, yeah
And I see you niggas next week!

Someone ambitious could try to track down all the old lyrics.

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Old Lyrics Location - by Madman81 - 12-22-2008, 04:09 AM
Re: Old Lyrics Location - by effex - 12-22-2008, 04:07 PM
Re: Old Lyrics Location - by Madman81 - 12-22-2008, 11:53 PM
Re: Old Lyrics Location - by BIGG Pene - 01-16-2009, 08:16 AM
Re: Old Lyrics Location - by Mtape - 01-16-2009, 12:26 PM

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