Crooked Nigga Too (Original Version)

[Intro: 2Pac]

Yo Pac I heard you got beat up by the police

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (Word up)

Niggas just wanna know if your still gonna be on some crooked ass nigga shit

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true

Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I do to get through

Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed

A loaded AK-47 layin' on my hips so I don't trip

One mothafucker from the Underground

And Big Stretch buckin' niggas if they fuck around

Yo why I got beef with police?

Ain't that a bitch, the mothafuckers got a beef with me

They make it hard for me to sleep

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deep

I guess it's hard for you to see

But now I'm pointin' the finger at police

Instead of them mothafuckers blamin' me

I got the right to bear a pistol

And when the punk mothafuckers get to trippin' I got shit too

And maybe then you'll see the truth

But until then, I gotta do what I do

And stay a crooked nigga too

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[Verse 2: 2Pac]

You know you really can't say that ya blame niggas

Fuck being tame, set a flame, time to aim triggers

2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the constitution

I want my bucks for restitution

This time you got a bigger problem

Time to face the niggas from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem

And we ain't shootin' at each other (fuck no!)

That's my mothafuckin' brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover

And all the bitches from the Klan

Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and

I don't drink St. Ides (Fuck that!)

Genuine draft, guns and ganja and my fucking TEC-9

They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)

Stop drinking King Cobra, and niggas will take the world over

It's all up to you (Up to you)

Blame the Korean blame the Jew

Or be a crooked nigga too

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[Verse 3: Stretch]

Me and Tupac bout to rip shit

Damn I got these dazed and amazed and

Crooked with the crown on a flip tip

Swinging part two, the leaders of the mothafucking crooked ass crew

So pass the brew and let me sip and plot another hit for loot

And I'm aiming for ya head if a nigga gotta shoot true

Word is bond and niggas confess for stress

So when I'm in your presence play a game named death

And start guessing when and where the niggas snitches gonna

Move or groove or wax and tax

Flexing our show and prove I get wicked, hoes want to lick it

Tweed on a Mack and that ass'll catch a ticket

Ticking like a time bomb, boom too late

I'm wrecking when I'm stepping and a nigga full of hate

For the beef police and the K.K.K

So I'm scheming on a way to make 'em try this new spray

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[Souljah]

All you niggas out there, take your guns that you use to shoot each other

And start shooting these bitch ass mothafucking police

Die to impress a mothafucking nigga like me

The crooked mothafuckas

'Cause these Police getting way too mothafucking out of line

[Verse 4: Tupac]

Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me

I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G

They got my homies in a jail cell

And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin' to Hell

I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers

And nuttin but love for each other

So mothafucker make a motion

I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

But they hate it when we pop the cops

That's when they gettin' petrol

You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row

But I learn to look ahead of me

Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy

We blowin' up precincts and OOOH

You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga to

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