Twista - Crook County (Bone Crusher Mix) Lyrics
(feat. The Speedknot Mobstaz, Newsense)[Liffy Stokes]In the Chi, it's kill or be killed, hussle or dieYou gotsta take the pie, momma didn't lieLook in my eyes you see the realnessThe nine makes you feel thisThe pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millionsMy minds on that paper, wishin' upon a caperI need to stack now, I will pay for my sins laterWhen I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside nativeIt's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everydaySee me load the AK, watch 'em run when we sprayGet the ***** up out my way and for pray that this pistol play'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sightSo cancel Christmas mutha*****a, ***** you and your life[Mayz]Niggas in my mob is too suaveWe ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is oursDon't disrespect or get your chest split like cigarsIn this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail barsBut it's so hard to make cheese especiallyIf you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keysSee mobstability is for niggas with nothing to loseGoing psycho from this drama you go through paying duesI get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a rideOr hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just diedSo don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth[Chorus]In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangersWith judges be quick to hang us homies and strangersNo bluffin', we bustin'Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come upWar (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up[Repeat
