Texty:
Crooked I Intro

like an animal I like the rock'n rolll, the funk, the jazz and hip-hop Suckers get loud, I drop em I like ( ? ) I'm Bronx Bob, bring the beats and I'

scene when I feel like flashin'/ Check the record, I went way past platinum/ My occupation, I'm smashin' takin' anything I want cause I got the bacon/ I

I was lookin at her Ain't a chance to get her, I can M-I crooked letter If she with a nigga I'ma steal her, yeah a crook'll have her throwin up the E

fags Go to Marshals and change tags, I snagged nuff niggas And games are off the wall, in softball, Piggy one I would call When I first got my three way callin', I

a couple dope dealers somewhere that got rich livin the shit that I spit (me!) I don't re-enact nigga, I illuminate I know every point what I count like

Invasion" - Nas] Green Lantern [Marv Won] Aye, aye I'm back on my bullshit Come chill with the crook I'm rejuvenated bitch, I feel as good as I look

alone That's the reason why I don't shake hands, in case I gave you a phone That's a buck fifty, long hickey, when I strike I do it quickly Creep up

I I had to see to it like crooked-I ha get it, I did it, hit it, shitted, her stomach polluted, knit it ha ha Its my intro Bitch this my intro Mr. 16

later Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a bed full of money that I get my ass on I never lose the passion to go platinum Said I'd live it up til all