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clyde carson - crooked lyrics

[intro]
cookin’ soul

[interlude: the notorious b.i.g., nas, and lil wayne sample]
b (record scratch) born sinner sinner
straight out the projects
we live the life where the blood spills
a made n+gga, got made n+ggas with me
death is the ways of the world (uh, yeah, ay)

[verse 1]
corner store runs with the funds in my baggy sized jeans
giving up my avenue, tryna get the cream
merry+go+round in the circle with the fiends
money stack, money made, more money for the team
heavy artillery, we f+cking with machines
navy seals sh+t, what you get out the marines
only spent 1000 up in nieman for the jeans
but the chain got me rocky, how i sit it on the sea
you ain’t on my level nor are you on my speed
k!llas with ambition, quick to plots with the schemes
mind open, mouth closed; learn when to leave
cause the number 1 downfall in history is greed
power bring enemies who set up for the sting
knew i had it coming; that’s what come with being king
same n+ggas k!ll ya same n+ggas kiss your ring
underestimate, i look at every n+gga like they needy
[interlude: birdman, jay+z, and unknown sample]
(record scratching) got the money and the power
bad (record scratching) bad drug dealer or victim, i beg
every every every (record scratching) every
(record scratching) everything i do, i’m a man behind mine
(record scratching) live by the gun, then you die by the gun (uh, yeah)

[verse 2]
they told me life was chess, but i’m a poker player
only accept the best, only expect the greatest
i win on every move, that’s even if we trading
so what you got for sale? go get what you been saving
grinding through your goodies for a bargain
especially if you be on what i’m involved in
could sell salads to a garden
a hustler specialize in making money fall in
the n+ggas catching me off guard
telling me i’m fresh or something, and that is not resolved
natural for a compliment to come up out the car
when i’m rolling up the strip with my weed and my cigar
money come first; that’s in front of any broad
+n+lyze the situation, then you move soft
waiting for an opening, it’s almost like an art
how can n+ggas stutter step them while i’m sprinting over y’all

[interlude: birdman, jay+z, and unknown sample]
(record scratching) got the money and the power
bad (record scratching) bad drug dealer or victim, i beg
every every every (record scratching) every
(record scratching) everything i do, i’m a man behind mine
(record scratching) live by the gun, then you die by the gun
[verse 3]
somehow i’m used to all the avenue’s hills
that hubba in that glass that’ll give you the thrill
after that first gas, better give you the chills
quickest high in the world, we’re chasing for years
the victim of cheers, only come from my side though
watching my rivals, ducking the 5+0
ever caught out of bounds, you deserve it, so i know
only f+ck with the mob
when i’m outside of…the castle that the hustle got me in
my dist+uddies ask him what i been up to for the years
there was no silver spoon on my lips
if you like me, you gotta get it how you live
and that’s by any means necessary
get active…talk comes secondary
we at it: march out to february
freddy? we ain’t never scary
nah, you feel me?

[interlude: clyde carson adlibs]
crooked
yeah
crooked
hmm
crooked
yeah
yeah, crooked
yeah
ay, yeah
uh
[outro: the notorious b.i.g., nas, and lil wayne sample]
b (record scratch) born sinner sinner
straight out the projects
we live the life where the blood spills
a made n+gga, got made n+ggas with me
death is the ways of the world (uh, yeah, ay)

- clyde carson lyrics

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