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Crooked I (KXNG Crooked)

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"Woodstock Hood Hop"
(feat. M.O.P.'s Billy Danze & Slaughterhouse)

"Woodstock Hood Hop"
(feat. M.O.P.'s Billy Danze & Slaughterhouse)



[Intro: M.O.P.]
Hahaha... they think they rid ourselves
We definitely got to give the drummer somethin (c'mon!)
Slaughterhouse (c'mon!) M.O.P. (c'mon!)
Everybody (c'mon!)
[Joell Ortiz:]
H-E- (what?) L-L-O, I'm one hell of a show
I'm the best, you stuck in the middle like L-M-N-O
I'll piss on you, let every toxic elements go
All you pussies is fucked, call me now celibate Joe (ay!)
Ay Slaughterhouse, let's go rock "Ed Sullivan Show"
I literally can't front, I'm back like never befo' (oh!)
I'm a rap my letter to hoes
Dear prostitute, I miss y'all lettin me slap my head on your nose
Where the fuck is my guitar? It couldn't of went far
Oh yeah, I smashed it on homie head in that Brook-lyn bar
Man I'm somewhere in between a crook and a star
Had some more bars but I left my rap book in the car (yo yo yo yo yo)
[Chorus: M.O.P.]
Yo, this that Woodstock hood hop
Hands up if you fuckin with it
We reppin Brooklyn (c'mon!) Jersey (c'mon!)
Long Beach (c'mon!) Detroit (c'mon!)
[Crooked I:]
Geah, spaz out, knock a nigga ass out
Knew he had a paper thin chin and a glass mouth
West Coast shit, seven-deuce glass house
Got a (Lil' Fame) so me and my (Posse Mash Out) (ohh!)
I ain't got a college degree
Just a circle of bosses, the Slaughter's in me - pardon me G
I just wanna fuck your daughter and flee
And leave all that marriage shit in the background like I'm Father MC
Ha ha, cocky, but don't be a copycat
When you see me rockin that, L.A. Kings hockey hat
I'm the king of L.A., do you copy that?
It's time for some change like Obama in a laundry-mat
[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5'9":]
Do y'all want problems with us? I guess not
Broadcastin live from a Pyrex pot
The steeets know that we nice, try your best shot
Speech coded in ice, dialect's hot
Everybody (c'mon!) get cool
Beef in big shoes, gun talkin repetitive call it chipped fool
You ain't never heard of me mami you excused
I don't only diss dudes
You sleepin on us, that's what it is - just understand
That I ain't gettin a wink of sleep 'til you lookin at the back of your lids
I'm a lyrical ounce of PIFF
Still countin them chips, for real mami, Slaughterhouse in this {"BITCH!"}
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden:]
Look, I'm not a gang-banger, more like game changer
With tamed anger, alias lover name changer
Liable to pop at kids and aim flamers
I'm why your parents told you not to entertain strangers
Dope get it, top notch, flow sickest
Best out, don't blame me it's no spitters
So vicious on the road to riches
From now on call Mr. Weiss, they chasin all of your old bitches
From the hood New Jersey and I claim this
Oxymoron, rob with the dirty and stainless
Cock back, high saddity so I keep the top back
So when the streets is watchin, I could watch back
[Chorus x2]
 
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"Yodo"

"Yodo"


[Verse 1]
This is how it happens, somebody yell your name
You turn around and look, you see a barrel flame
You fall against the wall while the hammer nail your frame
Try to get up then you stumble, you sittin' there in pain
Thought you was a thug, all it got you was a slug
Crowd goes wild cause they shot you in the club
Killer comes closer, pop you in the mug
Gravity and the Grim Reaper both drop you in your blood
Wildin' on Instagram showing you pack heat
Trippin' on Twitter, they split you 'til ya black knee
People love a role player, so you act street
Til you in your homie car dying in the back seat
Livin' on the edge, now them killas on your head
Soon as you get it twisted they put a million on your dreads
ER is too far now you a corpse in the car
Before you left you heard death
And this is what he said

[Hook]
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
You only die once my nigga, you only die once
The motto is YODO

[Verse 2]
Now you poppin' rubber bands talkin' bout you got it all
Flexin' for the strippers, one is sendin' out a call
Some niggas slide up on you, quietly pull it out and draw
Walk you into the bathroom, surround you by the stall
One watch the door, other goin' in your pocket
One snatchin' your jewels, ain't shit you can do to stop it
Thinkin' bout swingin' on the nigga, nigga stop it
You robbed by some pros, that stripper ho gon' get a profit
Your ego feel pathetic, tellin' you not to dead it
Expression on your face, them other niggas read it
You walkin' to your car, they knew where you was headed
They parked you in the parking lot before you can even set it
I seen it all unfold from a corner dimly lit
With a Worldstar bunny bouncin' on a nigga dick
See I got my Ruger, couple extended clips
And when I passed security, I hit 'em with some chips

[Hook]
 
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"You Need A Blessin"
(feat. Jim Gittum)

"You Need A Blessin"
(feat. Jim Gittum)



[Intro: background]
..the will to cary on
On with the show
On with the show!
ohhh Show Must Go On

[Crooked I: talking]
Yeah
the show must go on
we all been through up and dows in out lifes (yeah)
I've been through some, you been through some but we can't let it stop us
(can't stop)
life stumbling blocks can't do nothing with us man (nothing)
we gotta keep moving with an iron will (gotta keep moving)
heart of a lion (yeah shit is real man) (this is real nigga)
I know you stressing (me too my nigga)
but we can make it (we got a problem) (gotta make it)
Chea! (Yeah)
Yeah

[Verse 1: Crooked I]
Even as a youg kid I had a Boss demeanor
problably see me in the drop givin' a cop the finger
My girlfriend is a rachet I cock the nina
she serving niggaz for the raquet but she's not Serena
Niggaz wanna run infront my car pop the beamer
wet of water I ain't talking Aquafina
so I kick spiritual lyrics in God's arena
start pouring my heart out more than a gospel singer
My whole life never felt fair
"Fuck my dead beat father" is what a yelled as a kid living on welfare
no healthcare we walking down hell stairs
Hell Yeah! I looked for help else where
all I had was a 9milli and one gage
plus Rage
I dropped out at a young age
Fuck Grades
My mission to become paid even if one day they put my face on the front page
now I beef and squa, sleep with raw
thief and rob the streets to beat the odds
My homie slit both of his wrists
he said he wanted to meet with God
cause he couldn't keep a descent job
I seen it as a true lesson
you can't afford to step outside of your mind, for 2 seconds
if so, you choose weapons, shoot yourself with this Smith & Wesson untill
you're through stressing, DAMN!!!

[Chorus: Crooked I]
I know you stressing homey
You need blessing homey
I've been there before
Life is hard, I know (I know)
Face your depression homey
It ain't a question homey
We can fight and survive the odds fo sho! (we can fight)

I know you stressing homey
You need blessing homey (yeah)
I've been there before
Life is hard, I know (I know)
Face your depression homey (face it)
It ain't a question homey (it ain't one)
We can fight and survive the odds fo sho!

[Verse 2: Jim Gittum]
now when times get hard
sometimes they get harder
she should of been, could of been, baby moms supporting my daughter
while I was out wild n out trying to be Shawn Carter
should of been working a 9 to 5 trying to be a father
I was only 18 trying to chase this dream
rebellious little nigga mesmerized by the Bling
then I had a spirit encounter with the King of kings
and he told me "Jim Gittum go and do your thing"
now I understand what vision and focus mean
prioritized lay my ties and now I get green
I ain't trying to be extreme and say that life is perfect
I'm just trying to say walk by faith and life would be worth it
Gotta think more optimistic and control your thoughts
Gotta think more postivite before you talk
It's true you gotta learn to crawl right before you walk
but after you learn to walk you run to be number one!

[Chorus]
 
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"You're So Bad (Remix)"

"You're So Bad (Remix)"


Oh, it's K Young
Shorty you've got skills
The way your body's movin
Let me keep it real
Ima show you how to do it
Baby when I'm through
You gone know about the finest things
Push the 6 out push the thing
Iced out watch and a pinky ring, woohooo

Baby girl come on with me
Cause we gettin to party in the VIP
Lay your body all over me
Gettin' Loose, take a little dose of me
I done heard about your reputation
Baby don't you keep it waitin
I wanna get for you
The little things you do
you got abut to proof it
Baby you're so bad
and thats what I like
I wanna get you home tonight
I give you all I am
Girl the way you movin
You know I'ma get you, right
Baby your so bad
But you workin it
Turn a act on hard to get
Girl you're so scandalous
But I know I can handle it
Baby Your So Bad

Let's get comfortable
Keep back, relax, enjoy it
And just take control
Ain't a damn thing that us bother
You're so wonderful
To be all ? with you
Girl there ain't no sense in waitin
You know what we came to do

Baby girl come on with me
Cause we gettin to party in the VIP
Lay your body all over me
Gettin' Loose, take a little dose of me
I done heard about your reputation
Baby don't you keep it waitin
I wanna get for you
The little things you do
you got abut to proof it
Baby you're so bad
and thats what I like
I wanna get you home tonight
I give you all I am
Girl the way you movin
You know I'ma get you, right
Baby your so bad
But you workin it
Turn a act on hard to get
Girl you're so scandalous
But I know I can handle it
Baby Your So Bad

Crooked I

Baby you're so bad it hurts my heart
Good job god, shes a work of art
I observe your mini skirt
swerve and park my flirt game, go to work
thats a perfect start
yeah, we can do a couple of things
money with no quarter piece, what does it mean
Are you Beyonce's cousin, Ashanti's aunti?
A body like that, got a butt in your jeans
Baby girl just step in my little office
We skaten on 28's we real Bosses
my whips is so hot, she feel nautious
The Desert E on deck, I'm still cautious
I thought I told ya, I hop out the Rover
These fly chicks love a Long Beach Soldier
Even these whiners offer me [?]
Keep the sela ropa[?]

Baby you're so bad
and thats what I like
I wanna get you home tonight
I give you all I am
Girl the way you movin
You know I'ma get you, right
Baby your so bad
But you workin it
Turn a act on hard to get
Girl you're so scandalous
But I know I can handle it
Baby Your So Bad

Yeah, its Treacherous Records Baby
 
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