[Intro]
Ayy ayy check this out homie
Listen up

[Chorus]
N***as burnt out (crooked)
Lost in the game hit the streets turned out (crooked)
Homie what you claim, screaming peace but I know you (crooked)
Hit a lick today, chopper piece, the police (crooked)
They the biggest gang, aim it straight but I hold it (crooked)
Take the pain away g-ride steering wheel (crooked)
In the gutter lane (crooked)
Smile on my face
See the enemies I made
'Bout to spend my last days (Crooked)
Tell mе who’s to blame

[Verse 1]
From eyewitnеss binoculars to some piñas coladas
From Argentina and Africa, safe to say that we mastered the
Art of peer pressure from the streets that was hazardous
Crooked police harrasin' us
Quarter piece in our Acuras
Was aggravated, baggin' dimes, now we bagging rhymes
Body bags, price tags on your forehead
Nine times out of ten, young n***as are nine or ten
When the line becomes thin, be a killer or fireman
Fill up the livest pen if I needed to right my wrongs
I can’t deny your sins and condolences through these palms
I remember when your first cousin was coming home
You was my bitch but we plotted to kill him cause we ain't know him
Unfamiliar faces make n***as nervous
Convicted court cases might hit the surface
Restricted territories, might come through lurking
We ain't want none of that urgent call
Well then I'ma act Turk and fall on my identity, Percocets
And for all the headaches we 'bout to bring confetti
Tumble out this barrel soon as it ring, you ready?
That was the message 'fore we moved on 'em
Treat him like Joe the Plumber
I wonder if someone comin' can see this tool on him
Immature and retarded is what you call me
Caue your cousin wasn’t coming home from the pen, but from the army
And if I right my wrongs it’d be in this verse I read
And even though a bullet hit him in the leg, you should understand
[Chorus]
N***as burnt out (crooked)
Lost in the game hit the streets turned out (crooked)
Homie what you claim, screaming peace but I know you (crooked)
Hit a lick today, chopper piece, the police (crooked)
They the biggest gang, aim it straight but I hold it (crooked)
Take the pain away g-ride steering wheel (crooked)
In the gutter lane (crooked)
Smile on my face
See the enemies I made
'Bout to spend my last days (Crooked)
Tell me who’s to blame