it's more than music
crooked i
rollercoaster rims i see you
crooked got ears like dj premier's
he came in here just to replace the queers
we roll out cause traffic on the freeway for years
paint a picture for the bread
me and my south niggaz cause grown folk ruckus
you can see a trick shot as if you was in rocker park
niggaz love when it start
just do your dog with a chopper after gasoline vodka
the condition we leave you in is gonna puzzle the doctors
the slug will drop ya quick
for tryin' to fuck with a mobsta
these niggaz can't squad but thank god
it ain't odd that my money bank wire look like i done a bank job
with my sunny state squad
crooked move out in convertible impalas
pistols under the pistons reversible ben wallace
no bullshittin' my purpose is big wallets
sippin' purpose herb cause it's perfect with hypnotic
i told you niggaz i was coming for your ass
watch out a real nigga do shit
i got my own record label and them suckas is