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horseshoe g.a.n.g - crook class lyrics

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[hook: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
we from that crook cl-ss n-gga
graduated from that crook cl-ss n-gga
we graduated at the top of the cl-ss
lyrical murderin’ raps up in that bookbag n-gga
we from that crook cl-ss n-gga
graduated from that crook cl-ss n-gga
the minute you give them horseshoe n-ggas
a beat and a booth and a mic
then we finna whoop -ss n-gga

[verse 1: julius luciano]
when i, get to spittin’ these verses
immediately, you n-ggas be nervous
catch you n-ggas slippin’, them shoe n-ggas trippin’
we all walkin’ on a slippery surface, i’mma:
hitman i’ma casualty
get paid murderin’ everyone of these wack mcs
if it’s catastrophic, i stack the profit
you paid the price, that’s why they call it catastro-phe
crooked i gave me lyrical lectures
definitely he would measure our efforts
so ahead of the rest, being the best was inevitable
got better and better with every semester (talk to ’em)
i could launch lyrics or literally let
llamas put lead through your letterman’s leather
learn a lesson, you not in my league with lingo
or language, let alone on my level with letters, ah!
follow me, but n-gga this ain’t twitter
i ain’t diggin’ you but i’m diggin’ your grave n-gga
my enemy disappear
you disintegrate if ya: dissin’ a great spitter
wack n-ggas be cryin’, f-ckas
if you ain’t dumb you’ll be silent nocca
i was tested by flyin’ bullets and g-ngb-ngin’
i p-ssed with flyin’ colors

[hook: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]

[verse 2: kenny]
the game’s full of f-ck n-ggas and bars like rapin’ inside a prison
dudes claimin’ they bosses and ain’t really with the business
i usually plan sh-t but if i decide to
split your wig, that’s me making a split decision
wait a minute and listen, take a minute to vision me
sittin’ in cl-ss without payin’ any tuition
now me and pens go together like women and intuition
now i gotta get it because i really ain’t into wishin’
i’ve been determined to see a payday
so that i can eat off these nutty bars
my cl-ss was full of hard workers
i researched how to make crack, yeah i studied hard
now they can’t block the shine like lampshades
we make dope for our fans call it fanbase
we’re not you man, we’re not human
we probably should be considered another d-mn race
i would say i don’t like k!llers
but that’ll be the pot callin’ the kettle black
got nothing to look forward to i’ll leave your heart
sittin’ on the floor, you can have your heart set on that
feelin’ merry with my mac, married to my strap
dressed in all black, ms. mary mack
what y’all bring to the table, it’s cr-p
i’m the sh-t, like a table for cr-ps, you can bet on that

[hook: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]

[verse 3: demetrius capone]
graduated from the crook cl-ss n-gga
graduated from the ssutt cl-ss n-gga
that’s where i learned how to lyrically cook crack
and then i put that in my book bag n-gga
graduated at the top of my cl-ss
high school, p-ssy -ss n-gga
i learned how to beat up a beat
and hit you with hooks like a good jab
i lyrically whoop -ss n-gga
when pac died the west was given to crook
don’t believe me sh-t, ask that n-gga big suge
every new rapper on the west they listen to crook
when they was young and took a page from this n-gga book
ask dr. dre and them
crook reinvented what pac was sayin’ in
a complicated way, and then copped the cadence
that rappers from compton and watts adopted
like adoption agencies
see, every n-gga on the coast
got a little bit of crooked in they flow
because he reinvented the multiple syllable flow
if you a spitter you know, but if you don’t know
what the syllable flow – is
that’s what i’m doing right now
spit it reminiscent of a bullet like blaow
every up and coming rapper on the west either
copied pac or they adopted crooked i’s style

[hook: andrew ‘dice’ dinero]
we from that crook cl-ss n-gga
graduated from that crook cl-ss n-gga
we graduated at the top of the cl-ss
lyrical murderin’ raps up in that bookbag n-gga
we from that crook cl-ss n-gga
graduated from that crook cl-ss n-gga

the minute you give them horseshoe n-ggas
a beat and a booth and a mic
then we finna whoop -ss n-gga (x2)



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