the alchemist – boost the crime rate lyrics
main (sheek louch):
i eat, sh+t, sleep breathe the hood
holidays i make yall n+ggas easter good
lil n+ggas need work, i let em f+ck up wood
dirt weed. sheek louch been og’d
this street sh+t homie, you can’t buy it can’t learn it (nah)
don’t ask me why i drink and dont burn it
don’t ask me why i load the hammer if i’m goin to chill
i don’t know who comin to k!ll
look at my grill, see how smooth it feel
it ain’t tryin to get cut cause you dusted
that’s my word, imma clap till the guard is busted
with my n+ggas all over your dogs like mustard
grimey n+ggas can’t be trusted
i rather you catch me with the burna
then bid like a motherf+ckin man
these f+ggot n+ggas takin a stand
i get at you when i come home, thats the plan
hook:
what up!
clap, pop, bust, squeeze
boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
grip, paw, stab, shank
boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
base, coke, weed, wet
boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
body, done, it’s over for son
j+hood ( verse best verse imo):
??? you older than melon n+gga
on his stomach
i’m in the kitchen f+ck a
scr+pe the base off the pot
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