[Intro: Peedi Crakk] Yea, uhhh SP, Peedi muthafuckin Crack CPR [Verse 1: Peedi Crakk] Every time Im in the buildin, they feelin me all crazy Just made a million and spent it with yo lady Re-coupin, chilled and V couped it White Nikes duke swoosh shit thats how I do shit Listen to my new shit Its way betta than that dirt that yall producing nigga The hood rich bent on good shit for a minute Naw I finished I need that GT Bent, I can see me all in it(all in it) Couple TVs breezin light tinted SP representa Local husky on the fender nigga Ya Im back like I live in this bitch I bought a gat, a couple ounces of lick Its P. Crack, aint nuttin changed Ill burn a pound in this bitch And for my change, Ill bust a round in this bitch SP prince of prop, put my crown on my shit My hand in a brick Im runnin wit the ROC and my handle is sick Biatch Nigga, nigga.. [Chorus: Peedi Crakk] Cuz every time on my grind its like gangstas fuckin wit us (wit us) Ok, ok and they run up and bust (up and bust.. up and bust) Cuz every time on my grind Its like gangstas fuckin wit us (wit us) Nigga.. nigga [Verse 2: Peedi Crakk] Crakk in the kitchen, position with hot agua Caliente yay bubble like hot lava Coke problem ho.. and my revolver knows.. About the size of ok coral ohhhh.. Factious bastard mashed with the mattic Half black half Hispanic you a faggot Blast gat, trash that, metal with the side and back at it Jackrabbit style no condo, no one behind him Gangstas done signed him Shined him, refined him, thanks for the fine wine, nigga Peedi Crakk holla back no problem Them thousand stacks, have it back in an hour Hit the block with powder, like shower to shower Stop all that nonsense boy I got you sniffin on that Johnson & Johnson crack.. holla..nigga [Chorus] [Verse 3: Sparks] They say its a white mans world (white mans world) Im steady shootin at my own kind rather fuck the next mans girl Instead of going home to mine with a polluted mind I guess going nuts others saw how they get down Picked up on the game and left behind follow the sign I kept my head to the sky even when I was down like everything was fine Kept a smile (smile nigga) Like the first day I was introduced to dinin And got to sipping and thinking all sorts of shit start going through my mind Like State Prop. get it on until the end of time The strippers and the numbers then I started thinking bout all them little bustas That done crossed the motherfucka got to peeking at my burner Snatch my keys off the dresser ran through the door and I hopped up in the squada Started creeping through the heat of the night on these jokers Dont I paint the perfect picture thats how the boy get down for the figures Holla back nigga [Chorus]
Artist: Peedi Crakk & Sparks
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