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crooked i - g.a.n.g up (grind and never give up) lyrics

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g.a.n.g up (grind and never give up)
(feat. medi)

[chorus:]
i heard you walk to the kindle up, b-tch you crazy
ride ’til i make a note, b-tch don’t lay this
the motherf-cking really want me to stop it
you better make me, make me, make me
all black pimps driving black mercedes
ride around town with my sh-t all creaky
last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
you gotta make me, make me, don’t make me

[verse:]
why still rap my n-gg- ’cause i’m the truth
the way i spit i had to make the poof i approve
why still rap my n-gg- ’cause i’m the truth
the way i spit i had to make the poof i approve
why still rap my n-gg- ’cause i’m the truth
the way i spit i had to make the poof i approve
riding on the train when i couldn’t buy a coupe
i was inspired by cube, just like i admire snoop
digging in the crates i’m just tryin’ to find a loop
then i rhyme over your head like i’m trying to design a roof
you only get one shot, i’m the type to shoot
no disrespect to lebron but kobe gon’ find the hoop
i’m a do it, my homie say w-ssup, n-gg- listen
i ain’t dissing but this is constructive criticism
you been rapping all your life my n-gg-
i think it’s time to drop the mic my n-gg-
i ain’t wanna knock advice
so everytime i spit i hit acapella on stage
i drop the mic my n-gg-
see i’m out on boxing life
and i won’t throw in the towel
and stop the fight, not tonight, n-gg-

[chorus:]
i heard you walk to the kindle up, b-tch you crazy
ride ’til i make a note, b-tch don’t lay this
the motherf-cking really want me to stop it
you better make me, make me, make me
all black pimps driving black mercedes
ride around town with my sh-t all creaky
last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
you gotta make me, make me, don’t make me

[verse:]
ain’t no quitter any bullsh-tter,
any forfeiter in me if i’m chasing more benjies
please don’t continue, it’s the poor n-gg- in me
waging a war against pennies
if i get it from singing, may the lord forgive me
so much game in the hood
i’m observing plenty from og’s
as i reach in i pour some in here
in a cup, it’s pac and eminem
it’s against all odds
and i don’t give a f-ck man, i don’t give a f-ck
yeah that’s what’s up
i slap hands with hove
i gave dept to pov
i got game from russel
i think that’s enough motivation
and never let succes p-ss me up
master p told me, keep both feet in the game
inspiration came from too many people to name
now that i’m up yeah i got to keep it the same
i gave new rappers a brand new meaning for game

[chorus:]
i heard you walk to the kindle up, b-tch you crazy
ride ’til i make a note, b-tch don’t lay this
the motherf-cking really want me to stop it
you better make me, make me, make me
all black pimps driving black mercedes
ride around town with my sh-t all creaky
last thing you wanna do is sustain pop
you gotta make me, make me, don’t make me



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