we're in love There's nothing I can't do And I'm not afraid to lose my way 'Cause if I walk a crooked street You're there to lead me home I've been through
the radio So I told her i was rich, then she asked could i use a dirty bitch? (of course) --chorus 2-- Then she said, 'No one loves me...' neither do I
metal, acting ghetto I'm from the hood where Grandparents are 35 I dont bang, I hustle but still I'm certified last n-gga who shot I heard he died cause
How many times I gotta tell you niggas? I'm not like you! Sup niggas It's your boy Crooked I Yeah Turn this shit up Turn it up! I ain't never love a
not a fair goodbye Young or not Guns I woulda popped for you Where was i? I cant forget my Aunt Zeb Since you left I been missin you And I will til
my names noah ever since i came nigga the games over shoot up the range rover I blow some of your brain on one of your dang shoulders deranged when I
an envelope yea I'm in her throat Crooked about to score I see the red zone All I need is beats by Dre but not the headphones Think I don't live right
what im made of i grew up so fucked up i used to hate love tray 57" make u take 8 slugs?? how u feelin wat happen? kanye shrunks naw i dont give a fuck
in common I see the pain in your eyes and I got my mind on my problems I'm probably high as you think and I'm about to sink to the bottom she said I
So I told her i was rich, then she asked could i use a dirty bitch (of course) Then she said, 'No one loves me... neither do I' you get what you give
MCs I rock for all my niggaz (I rock for all my niggaz) That's why I hurt to be here, okay, let me see here Stat' land, crooked letter is I, we back
Person Am I Goin Up In This Savage Hood Wish I Was Average Man Crooked I Is Damaged Goods My Past Is Not The Best Its Bad And I Confess But I Gotta Make
patrol, first I clock dollars Then I pop collars with hoes, I got a problem with foes Still in the club, hot boy dropping them bows Nigga, Crooked I
my neck I was hanging myself I couldn't breathe Trapped in the ghetto I couldn't leave I couldn't think I couldn't see I couldn't take it man I couldn
Eyes I'm Still In The Hood For Heaven's Sake [Outro:] Can I Talk To You! Can I Talk To You? Can I (Can I) Talk To You? I Just Wanna Talk To You... Hey
coast Flow meaner than most I speed by you like I'm Dale Earnhardt Sr. Eager to boast middle finger No genius is closer, I'm deeper I feel your pain put
"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
[feat. Akon] [Chorus: Akon (Crooked I)] See, I remember I was just a loner Looook at me (I dream, you dream, we all dream big dreams) (I dream, you dream
