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crooked i gang – i gives a fuck$ lyrics

[intro: drac loc]
yeah…
a n-gga took his time to push sh-t together this time, you know what i’m sayin’
but i’m handlin’ this sh-t
like that n-gga i am… drizzac, you know what i’m sayin’
fools out there claimin’ sh-t they don’t know nothin’ about
this the west side i gang, illegal businessmen crews, you know what i’m sayin’
put it down, in the ’98
over to the year ?? and solo
you know what i’m sayin’, and we gon’ break it down
we gonna do it like this, uh
yeah

[verse 1: drac loc]
jack off my strap, i’m fits to handle my business
on my enemies, catch the bullet when the crooked i gang rolls through
n-ggas, they think they bangin’, cuz, what set you claimin’?
on me is venice sh0r-line, fifth avenue on mine
i gives a f-ck, stays loc, slings my ‘caine to mantain
and when i die, my name’ll c in the hall of games, i mean, ah
i’m that n-gga, that n-gga named drac, down to scr-p
pull a strap, and ibm got my back
i’m west ridin’ loc, through them sm streets
but you don’t wanna c demised, cause demise come deep
f-ck a creep, i’m headhuntin’, when it’s on it’s on
i’m just loonie, and ?? between the sp-ce an opportunity
bustas, they can’t handle real n-ggas speakin’ to ’em
so i spits on ’em, and then i walks right through ’em
they can’t fade this, young -ss n-gga named drac loc
n-ggas put in work but gangsta drac is just no joke
tatooed up, cause ain’t no fakin’ in this
and any n-gga diss my hood and it’s an ultimate deathwish
fools, they think i’m playin’ but it’s on “fy” life
don’t get it twisted cuz, cause anybody in the world could die

[hook]
i gives a f-ck n-gga
i gives a old -ss f-ck n-gga
i gives a f-ck n-gga
[scratch] “f-ck all y’all”

[verse 2: drac loc]
i gives a f-ck, ain’t no trick n-gga, but this is my trade
stackin’, gettin’ p-ssy and chillin’ in the shade
and givin’ it up three times for the three times three
now who in the f-ck wants to bang on the d-r-a to the c?
i’m straight c-r-i-p-n, you got me f-cked up
thinkin’ that i’m a punk n-gga, i bring the funk
a west side gangster, that’s known all around town
by police, these n-ggas and these b-tches we call “handydowns”
i maintains, bangs with that i gang
n-gga, slings my ‘caine like it ain’t no thang
i gets pumped when these n-ggas wanna set trip
give me the nine and watch me empty out the whole clip, b-tch
you busta n-ggas really make me laugh
with a strap in your hand, and straight scared to blast
?? buck the n-gga, leave no witnesses
but y’all so god d-mn scary, ?that’ll leave you think you’re hearin’ this?

[hook]
so yo, what that i like… you know what i’m sayin’?
[scratch] “are you threatening me?”

[verse 3: drac loc]
i remember when it was crack sacks and f-ck a b-tch
but now i’m stackin’ chips and i’m f-ckin’ these b-tches
it’s just the reason god made me loced, a straight soldier
whoever die young, or die old ?rollin’ in over?
i told ya, b-tches get the d-ck up in my last sh-t
but now it’s ’98 and drac is on some ?? sh-t
i gives a f-ck, i’m just loonie
creased up, proper sag and down to put a n-gga in a body bag
i’m takin’ my time servin’ bustas now
i gang regulatin’ with that gangsta -ss know-how
and b-tches, none of y’all hoes ain’t sh-t
gettin’ n-ggas jacked for just a little bit of chips
but trip, i’m mob bangin’ cuh, servin’ my middle name
baby drac from the sh0r-line, g-drac from that i gang
maintainin’ my ?? by puttin’ in work when i gotta have it
?? no hesitation, i just grab it
god d-mn it, is there someone that can f-ck with me?
then notorious fifth avenue d-r-a to the c, to drop some bustas…

[hook]
[scratch] “b-tches ain’t sh-t but hoes and tricks”

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