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[Intro: Crooked I] [Verse 1: Crooked I] Yeah, Crooked keep a German Luger, a bazooka and three vests He's not from Cash Money, but man he's fresh Ever since I was a baby I was about them millions All about my paper like my name was Slim Williams We kill like we primitive, warn women and children Them wig-pealing henchman have just entered the building Toatin' things with 'em See I've been packing heaters since niggas was wearin' Adidas with no strings in 'em Crooked' flow bring venom I'm hungry as if my pockets had no cheese in 'em Unload: heat hit 'em The strap spark it, you collapse on a shag carpet The gat's heartless: watch it hit the exact target Act hard bitch: we love it when cats start shit Kill 'em and sell they vital organs on the black market How many songs must I fucking record? Get a thug in the door, 'til he's runnin' the board Fuck a couple awards; I want the cover of Forbes Nigga try to stop that he's gettin' stuck with a sword You don't need nicotine to put a hole in your lungs like emphysema Cause I can do it quick with this trigger finger Attitude on the mic like Ike when he was sick of Tina Switch the demeanor, when I'm in the 360 Modena Fuck a subpoena, a felony or a misdemeanor Nigga wanna snitch on me, watch how quickly I click the Nina Yeah, rappers think they hot enough to do me I'm way ahead of you nigga, you need binoculars to view me I sock you up and if you think I'm popular then sue me Your body's poppin' up in two weeks That don't rhyme, this insane cat don't mind, to add on line I spit game like Pat O'Brien, big thangs, I don't plan on dyin' My nick name is Spit Flame, quick aim, I keep my hand on iron And I don't really wanna have to point this pistol at your throat And send you to somebody who took the Hippocratic Oath Switch it up, each rhyme is vivid, each line: I live it It's a movie, nigga, these are some cinematic quotes Your verse sound plastic, just another Hearse-bound bastard In a dirt ground casket, Crooked is a first-round draft pick In the first round get your ass kicked And die when the first round blast you {Gunfire}