Andre Nickatina, Herm - Crooked Crow lyrics
[Andre Nickatina, Herm - Crooked Crow lyrics]
I hit these niggas with the punishment
Enemy schemes top secret like the government
So check my rep from Don King, my nigga
(What else?)
A word from the wise, don't trust that bitch
I watch these motherfuckers melt like
A grilled cheese sammich
Chewy on the go, then smoke, then vanish
So nigga
Fuck Monopoly 'cause this is how I play
Lockin' niggas down like
They in Pelican-fuckin'-Bay
Solitary, it's 1995, February
And you won't see the sun until 2000 January
Nickatina, I'm like a Pisces but a submariner
Crossed your eyes when I knocked you out
'cause you said I double-teamed her
It's the pit, Doberman, Rotts and shit
Laid like a perm on a bad-ass bitch
Big lips, smooth legs
I'm like a chicken hawk
These caterpillars better post on
A night watch it's goin' down
Eight pounds of that dank skunk
This crooked crow said I'm a
Nigga that he couldn't trust
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' super-sucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' dirty clucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' Tommy Tucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You cuttin' motherfucker
You's a crooked crow
Mind on temporary drama
Fuck these motherfuckers
But, I'm a angel when I'm wit my mama
So wrap yo' arms around your
Body like a straitjacket
Bow down and let me rid you
Of those same old tactics
'Cause this chewy got me high
Until the next day (Next day)
Motherfucker, I'm lookin' through you
Like an x ray
Potna, nigga, has death ever seen your face?
Well I don't think you wanna taste
My strapped to my waist
Like yowder, ho, get up off that powder
Lemon, motherfucker, I can see that you sour
Lime, your nine cents short of a dime
Niggas is broke, that's why niggas do crime
Battle, nigga, like Dallas and the 'Niners
Wheres your woman? Motherfucker
Better find her
It's chillin', hatred in the mind
Matt Dillon my Vietnam stare will have you
Bouncing of the ceiling, yeah
You's a crooked crow if you didn't know
You's a crooked crow yeah
Herm Lew, survivin' in the ghetto two
Uh, I thought you knew check this out
To the fullest motherfucker
I'm the motherfuckin' purest
Nigga fuck around and get
Robbed like a tourist at the wrong place
(yeah) , at the wrong time (What?)
In the wrong car (Huh?) at the wrong sign
Caterpillar, you can't fuck with me
I'm that nigga every nigga wanna be
Like Shaft, getting square off in that ass
Dank and a sexy freak, don't fuck wit hash
Reputation, smoke dope and
Rap's my occupation between that time
Obligations rock the nation
Suffocation, can't breathe from that
Blow to the neck
Reactions like a report card, nigga, all Fs
So, um, tiptoe in the Fillmoe
Where money is God and
Motherfuckers gettin' low
So I'm at you like a
Hungry fox on a jackrabbit
Don't try to test my temper 'cause
I got a indo habit
And it's poppin', baby, I'ma let you know
Mother fuck you, bitch, God damn-ass ho
Crooked crow
Yeah gimme a breakdown
Whatsup Lolo? Mike Mike ken tram, nigga
It's ya boy Dre Dog, check it out
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked
Enemy schemes top secret like the government
So check my rep from Don King, my nigga
(What else?)
A word from the wise, don't trust that bitch
I watch these motherfuckers melt like
A grilled cheese sammich
Chewy on the go, then smoke, then vanish
So nigga
Fuck Monopoly 'cause this is how I play
Lockin' niggas down like
They in Pelican-fuckin'-Bay
Solitary, it's 1995, February
And you won't see the sun until 2000 January
Nickatina, I'm like a Pisces but a submariner
Crossed your eyes when I knocked you out
'cause you said I double-teamed her
It's the pit, Doberman, Rotts and shit
Laid like a perm on a bad-ass bitch
Big lips, smooth legs
I'm like a chicken hawk
These caterpillars better post on
A night watch it's goin' down
Eight pounds of that dank skunk
This crooked crow said I'm a
Nigga that he couldn't trust
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' super-sucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' dirty clucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You fuckin' Tommy Tucker
Man, I don't care what you think
You cuttin' motherfucker
You's a crooked crow
Mind on temporary drama
Fuck these motherfuckers
But, I'm a angel when I'm wit my mama
So wrap yo' arms around your
Body like a straitjacket
Bow down and let me rid you
Of those same old tactics
'Cause this chewy got me high
Until the next day (Next day)
Motherfucker, I'm lookin' through you
Like an x ray
Potna, nigga, has death ever seen your face?
Well I don't think you wanna taste
My strapped to my waist
Like yowder, ho, get up off that powder
Lemon, motherfucker, I can see that you sour
Lime, your nine cents short of a dime
Niggas is broke, that's why niggas do crime
Battle, nigga, like Dallas and the 'Niners
Wheres your woman? Motherfucker
Better find her
It's chillin', hatred in the mind
Matt Dillon my Vietnam stare will have you
Bouncing of the ceiling, yeah
You's a crooked crow if you didn't know
You's a crooked crow yeah
Herm Lew, survivin' in the ghetto two
Uh, I thought you knew check this out
To the fullest motherfucker
I'm the motherfuckin' purest
Nigga fuck around and get
Robbed like a tourist at the wrong place
(yeah) , at the wrong time (What?)
In the wrong car (Huh?) at the wrong sign
Caterpillar, you can't fuck with me
I'm that nigga every nigga wanna be
Like Shaft, getting square off in that ass
Dank and a sexy freak, don't fuck wit hash
Reputation, smoke dope and
Rap's my occupation between that time
Obligations rock the nation
Suffocation, can't breathe from that
Blow to the neck
Reactions like a report card, nigga, all Fs
So, um, tiptoe in the Fillmoe
Where money is God and
Motherfuckers gettin' low
So I'm at you like a
Hungry fox on a jackrabbit
Don't try to test my temper 'cause
I got a indo habit
And it's poppin', baby, I'ma let you know
Mother fuck you, bitch, God damn-ass ho
Crooked crow
Yeah gimme a breakdown
Whatsup Lolo? Mike Mike ken tram, nigga
It's ya boy Dre Dog, check it out
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Killa)
My DT crew gets wrecked (Go and get 'em)
My DT crew gets wrecked