Crooked n*gga Too lyrics

by

Jadakiss


[Intro]
Yeah, n*gga
Yo, 'Pac
That's right, hahaha
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Yeah
n*ggas just wanna know
If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass n*gga sh*t

[Verse 1]
Please tell me what's a n*gga to do, and it's true
Ain't nothin' new, so, I do what I can to get through
Now first they had me trapped and now I'm p*ssed
A loaded AK-47 layin' on my hips so I don't trip
One motherf*cker from the Underground
And Big Stretch buckin' n*ggas if they f*ck around
Yo, why I got beef with police?
Ain't that a b*tch, the motherf*ckers got a beef with me
They make it hard for me to sleep
I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are three feet deep
I guess it's hard for you to see
But now I'm pointin' the finger at police, onstead of them mothaf*ckas blamin' me
I got the right to bear a pistol
And when the punk motherf*ckers get to trippin', I got sh*t too
And maybe then you'll see the truth
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
Ooh, you can't f*ck with the crew, a crooked n*gga too

[Verse 2]
You know, you really can't say that you blame n*ggas
f*ck bein' tame, set a flame, time to aim triggers (Uh)
Tupac'll spark a revolution, f*ck the constitution
I want my bucks for restitution
This time you got a bigger problem
Time to face the n*ggas from Souh Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem
And we ain't shootin' at each other (f*ck, no)
That's my motherf*ckin' brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover
And all the b*tches from the Klan
Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and
I don't drink St. Ides (f*ck that)
Genuine draft, guns and ganja and my f*cking TEC-9
They know their scared to see us sober (Ah)
Stop drinking King Cobra, and n*ggas will take the world over
It’s all up to you (Up to you)
Blame the Korean, blame the Jew (f*ck that)
Or be a crooked n*gga too
[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
Ooh, you can't f*ck with the crew, a crooked n*gga too

[Verse 3]
Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me
I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes, G
They got my homies in a jail cell
Now it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin' to Hell
I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers
And nothin' but love for each other
So, motherf*cker, make a motion
I give a f*ck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean
Temperatures drop, see it's cool to shoot a n*gga
But they hate it when we pop the cops
That's when they gettin' petrol
You better watch your step, or you'll be left on death row
But I learn to look ahead of me
Stay strapped watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy
We blowin' up precincts and, ooh
You can't f*ck with the crew, a crooked n*gga too
[Chorus]
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
It's all up to you
But until then, I gotta do what I do, and stay a crooked n*gga too
And maybe then you'll see the truth (Oh)
Ooh, you can't f*ck with the crew, a crooked n*gga too
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