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Crooked I
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That's My Word
[Intro:Raekwon] Lex Diamon, Crooked I What's good nigga? Real do real All day homie, got you, what up?
[Chorus: Crooked I]+ (Coniyac) That's my word! I don't fuck with snake niggaz That's my word! I don't fuck with face bitches That's my word! My whole circle hate snitches That's my word! We hit the block, gang riches (That's my word! I don't fuck with snake niggaz) (That's my word! I don't fuck with face bitches) (That's my word! My whole circle hate snitches) (That's my word! We hit the block, gang riches)
[Crooked I - over Chorus] Bitch, fuck 'em! Tell 'em, never, naw I got the Chef in this bitch, go!]
[Raekwon] Aiyyo, I'm like the modern day Malcolm X heads, Gillettes and a Mac Chrome jammy villain rollin bones with the family, hear me? Hydro lit, Air Wick, bag of dope with Schick Plastic baggies with the gun on my dick You know I play the benches and dip Catch me in the trenches of brick, 17-9, my ninjas'll lick Play games, lame names'll get shot up on planes I swear to e'rything I might smear you in flames Try to play this, spray this My sons come through in the Angus steak Ranges, or ropin a plain bitch Shoot 'em shorty, light 'em, roll up on 'em and bite 'em Get your metald next week, if successful you eat No playin fame low-key, you O.G you the same Lex Diamond 'matic rap y'all, pure as cocaine We stay the real, literal, I'm only visually ill If you relate, love to hate and don't be fuckin up mil's
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[Crooked I - over Chorus] Tell 'em We ain't fuckin with none of you fake-ass niggaz Hate you fake bitches
[EDI] That's my word, you know we ain't, goin out lame Got them big toys out tonight, we showin out mayne Used to shank like a surgeon, remove your frame It's Edi and Crooked, with the Chef we ain't playin The money keep growin, along with the reputation This Outlaw shit, gon' live forever, just be patient Banned from TV, but the streets still waitin We stand like true G's, whiles the sucker niggaz flagrant Showin they true colors on the sideline hatin Whiled I'm on vacation spendin this rap money amazin How we +Link+ like +Cubans+ I went from rap to rock like rick Rubin, I'm a muh'fuckin movement All by my lonely, ain't no phonies around me And if it is point 'em handle my biz (that's what it is) Death before dishonor Your Honor, I plead guilty If they don't feel me better muh'fuckin kill me I'm a Outlaw!
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[Crooked I] I want all my N.Y. niggaz to fuck with this West Coast nigga on this shit!
Every Eastsider's a rider ready to fight a war Long Beach, everybody in the city by the shore is a giant, a tyrant, or carnivorious dinosaur We a documentary just waitin for Michael Moore I got niggaz on the block pushin her-on from Bangkok Get it from Thai bitches who put it where we bang cock And they just like me, homie we aim glocks Pull them arms out without talkin 'bout tanktops Just let me and my niggaz rise and I'm good View the world through the eys of the hood It's like I still got the umbilical cause I wouldn't cut my underbelly ties if I could - visualize if you would (what) A city full of Nazi ass cops tryin to jam me up Pigface Weapon Waist, nothin over family, what I point a pistol at your Shirley Temple It's a +Hard Knock Life+, I'll make you +Little Orphans+ Annie/ante up!
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