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Crooked I-Everyday (Lyrics)
#1
Intro:
I’m not like you!
Sup niggas
It’s your boy
Crooked I
Yeah
Turn this shit up
Turn it up!

Verse 1:
I ain’t never love a cop
They some Arrogant devils
Wanna bury me since birth
Gave my parents a shovel
Real niggas don’t die
So they scared of the ghetto
What’s a puppet compared to Gepetto
Hello
And you Uncle tom niggas nowhere on my level
Rather talk to baby girl over there in the yellow
I’ma tell her get naked but she can wear the stilettos
Got a round jiggly ass but I ain’t sharing my jello
It’s an alien abduction
Put her in my spaceship
Demeanor of a boss
I ain’t gotta say shit
I just wanna make hits
Get my new bitch a pair of Sarah Palin fake tits
You hear me
I’m a long beach nigga
Riding down Crenshaw
Read my bumper sticker it say fuck Russ Limbaugh
Got hood credit, the streets is my co-signer
I talk shit like Mel Gibson my ghostwriter

Chorus:
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that
If you don’t give a fuck throw your middle finger up
Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday
Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday
Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday
Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday

Verse 2:
It’s just me against the world, soldier on the mainline
How can I be militant and ignorant at the same time?
I love liquor but I hate swine,
blame it on the complexities of a great mind
I think i’m stuck somewhere in between Malcolm X and Detroit Red
Still chasing after d-boy bread
And i’m hardcore, lay a snitch flatter than that cardboard
Sitting underneath the spinning d-boy’s head
I keep a glock, I be telling degenerates
It’ll eat you pussies quick as Ellen DeGeneres
I mix drinks like a hell of a chemistist
If you a bitch nigga you forever my nemesis
Killing you's on my itinerary
Shouts out to Bun B and Chamillitary
I’m a Nas Illmatic nigga, Jay Blueprint nigga,
Curtis Jackson with an opinion 52 cent nigga

Chorus:
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that
If you don’t give a fuck throw your middle finger up
Real niggas fuck with real niggas, everyday
Live niggas fuck with live niggas, everyday
Real bitches fuck with real bitches, everyday
Live bitches fuck with live bitches, everyday

Bridge:
I don’t live like you, I don’t think like you do,Mufuckas say i’m crazy
See I grew up in the hood where the cops try to kill a dude,ever since I was a baby
And on top of all that these gang bang niggas tripping too, I kept a loaded 380
They tried to brainwash me with the curriculum in high school,I never let them fools play me

Verse 3:
C.O.B. I got a religious career, it’s the Van Gogh flow nigga lend me your ear
Ain’t no rally for the feminists, the women are here
Pull your cock out quit living in fear
Probably see a nigga chilling with a porn star
Use her like the On-star in my foreign car
In other words I only call her when I need help
Give me brains while I buckle up my seatbelt
That’s when she told me she was Glen Beck’s daughter
Said she couldn’t take a molested incest father
Get it off your chest bench press harder
I gave her a new name called her Princess slaughter
Her dad’s the devil, she a hottie still
Made a mandingo like the way the human body feel
Quick question, who embodies guilt
If you don’t buy my shit bet  the illuminati will nigga

Chorus:
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred killers in front of you I could do that
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that
If you don’t give a fuck throw your middle finger up
Real niggas fuck with real niggas,(EVERYDAY)
Live niggas fuck with live niggas, (EVERYDAY)
Real bitches fuck with real bitches,(EVERYDAY)
Live bitches fuck with live bitches, (EVERYDAY)




Seen that these never got posted..Here yall go.. #COB
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#2
Ah you gotta do the clean version too since it's alternate lyrics!

jk! lol

Thanks though!
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#3
[Intro]
SSUUT SSUUTT! C.O.B!
MILLION DOLLAR!

[Verse 1]
I ain’t never love a cop
They some Arrogant devils
Wanna bury me since birth
Gave my parents a shovel
Real Gs don’t die
So they scared of the ghetto
What’s a puppet compared to Gepetto
Hello
And you Uncle tom rappers you nowhere on my level
Rather talk to baby girl over there in the yellow
I’ma tell her get naked but she can wear the stilettos
Got a round jiggly a** but I ain’t sharing my jello
It’s an alien abduction
Put her in my spaceship
Demeanor of a boss
I ain’t gotta say s***
I just wanna make hits
Get my new chick a pair of Sarah Palin fake t***
You hear me
I’m a long beach hustla
Riding down Crenshaw
Read my bumper sticker it say f*** Russ Limbaugh
Got hood credit, the streets is my co-signer
Im like this cuz Mel Gibson my ghostwriter

[Chorus]
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred hustlas in front of you I could do that!
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that!
If you don’t give a what homie hold ya bottles up!
Real Gs rock with real G, everyday
Live Gs rock with live Gs, everyday
Real Chicks rock with real Chicks, everyday
Live Chicks rock with live Chicks, everyday

[Verse 2]
It’s just me against the world, soldier on the mainline
How can I be militant and ignorant at the same time?
I love liquor but I hate swine,
blame it on the complexities of a great mind
I think i’m stuck somewhere in between Malcolm X and Detroit Red
Still chasing after d-boy bread
And i’m hardcore, lay a snitch flatter than that cardboard
Sitting underneath the spinning d-boy’s head
I keep a glock, I be telling degenerates
It’ll eat you p****** quick as Ellen DeGeneres
I mix drinks like a hell of a chemistist
If you my competition you forever my nemesis
Killing you's on my itinerary
Shouts out to Bun B and Chamillitary
This that Nas Illmatic flow, Jay Blueprint flow,
Curtis Jackson with an opinion 52 cent flow!

[Chorus]
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred hustlas in front of you I could do that
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that
If you don’t give a what homie hold ya bottles up!
Real Gs rock with real G, everyday
Live Gs rock with live Gs, everyday
Real Chicks rock with real Chicks, everyday
Live Chicks rock with live Chicks, everyday

[Bridge]

I don’t live like you, I don’t think like you do,alot of people think i’m crazy! (CRAZY)
See I grew up in the hood where the cops try to kill a dude,ever since I was a baby! (BABY)
And on top of all that these gang bangers they be tripping too, I get it on no maybes! (MAYBES)
They tried to brainwash me with the curriculum in high school,I never let them fools play me (PLAY ME)

[Verse 3]
C.O.B. I got a religious career, it’s the Van Gogh flow homie lend me your ear
Ain’t no rally for the feminists, the women are here
Pull your c*** out quit living in fear
That’s when she told me she was Glen Beck’s daughter
Said she couldn’t take a molested incest father
Get it off your chest bench press harder
I gave her a new name called her Princess slaughter (SLAUGHTERHOUSE!)
Her dad’s the d****, she a hottie still
Made a mandingo like the way the human body feel
Quick question, who embodies guilt
If you don’t SSUUTT SSUUTT bet  the illuminati will homie!

Chorus:
I’m in the streets tell me where you at
Put a hundred hustlas in front of you I could do that
Me and you ain’t the same but you knew that
If you don’t give a what homie hold ya bottles up!
Real Gs rock with real G, everyday
Live Gs rock with live Gs, everyday
Real Chicks rock with real Chicks, everyday
Live Chicks rock with live Chicks, everyday
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#4
that was quick lol
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#5
LOL..yea I just Copy,paste, & adjusted..haha
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