Rip'n Run'n Flow

(Hey bitch)
(Fuck you, fuck you)
(What's up, hoe?)
(Fuck you)
Hey
(Thought you were cool)

Question
How many of you niggas hate me?
Hmmm?
How many bitches wanna hate me?
Hmmm?
Nah, for real, I need a fuckin' head count
Searchin' for the truth and look what you nigga's done found
No matter how you cut the fuckin' slices I'm the one up on the fuckin' mount
Okay, how many nigga's really hate a crooked nigga?
I see a lot of lyin' hands 'cause y'all bitches tried to date a nigga
Oh shit, is that why you nigga's wanna hate me?
Because I'm hotter than 200 degrees?
We talkin' Friday steak, sizzling
Please fuck niggas, give me a reasoning
To go and pop your mothafuckin' skull, and eat your plain hoe
The pussy must be dry so I'm a give it some seasoning
Okay, I need another fuckin' head count
Went searchin' for the truth and goddamn look what you done found
"Hey guys"
Bitch I need a lot of cash
Big black bitch with a fat ass
White bitch with big tits, just so I can smash
I won't even pass
I ball hog and then I turn into the phoenix, nigga
Sun her son, Steve Nash
I jumped off in this bitch with no goal
Now why I jump off in this bitch?
The truth is, no body really knows
Them stories had to be told, my heart is too fuckin' cold, I give no fucks
I'm tryin' to separate the kings from the real true fiends
Crooked do a lot of drugs but, I'm a king and a fiend
See me in the parking lot, I bet you won't say shit
Get smacked bitch, all the way back to Mash shit
I guess I'm built to last, bitch
I bet that I lash out the last hit
(This ain't a bit, nigga)

Make all you nigga's wanna murder a nigga
(Blendin' it)
Fuck nigga
(Okay okay)
Fuck nigga

Rippin' and runnin'
Runnin' and rippin'
You nigga's trip and not one track you skippin'
I chug the liquor you nigga's be sippin'
Tall skinny nigga but your bitch I'm dippin'
This flow can be bitten, lion king I'm no kitten
Like the lips on a hoe, nigga I just be glistenin'
Them hoes I be fuckin', y'all nigga's be kissin'
We settin' you up before your ass is dippin'
I'm in her cut, in the back and I'm flippin'
You look for your cash, and the shit done went missin'
Do or die nigga, I'm still po' po' pimpin'
Rippin' and runnin'
And runnin' and rippin'
Slide my cock out your bitch and now that hoe is limpin'
She say you the plug, so that lick I am hittin'
Lion King nigga, no I am not kitten
I take all your drugs and I'm not even flippin'
I'm poppin', smokin', sniffin'
Told you that it's do or die, nigga I'm still po' pimpin'
With all these damn L's, you would know that I'm winnin'
Don't believe in the lord, so you damn right I'm sinnin'
Bitch, I am the Lord, I am God, you my children
I'm fuckin' your hoe while we watch All My Children
Capital G for galore, nigga I am John Lennon
"I've been here before"
I just said y'all my children
I drop Comeback then a nigga step back
You can have your bitch back, I just thought you'd want that
What the fuck a Crook doin' in a damn wolf pack
How the fuck a Wolf let a Crook in the wolf pack?
I'm a go and get that then I gotta get back
Tryin' to buy my crooked babies a lil' jetpack
Took a lil' L that's a minor lil' setback
Then I get back to the set, then I sit back
(Oooh)
Fuck all you niggas and fuck all you hoes
I'd fuck the world if that bitch had a hole
She went to the bathroom to powder her nose
Silly dumb bitch thinks that nobody knows
I just want head bitch please keep on your clothes
I pull out and skeet on your head and your toes
Fuck on my ex, nigga? Good for you bro
Which one did you fuck? Because all of 'em hoes
One bitch is right here and I'm still just like "so"
I tipped your BM on that damn stripper pole
I brought her to the crib just to fuck on my bros
Are you hurt, are you mad, nigga, lovin' these hoes?
Pull up and I fuck then that bitch gotta go
You soft for a bitch, nigga you is Play-Doh (Oh oh oh)
(Yuh yuh yuh)
Last nigga you want to get involved with
If I have a damn problem, you know I will solve it
You send me a text, well you know that I'm callin'
The next day you regret, so you know that you blockin'
All these punk niggas don't wanna see me
When I call these niggas just block me
If I'm on his ass he gonna scream "get off me"
I'm a beat a nigga down all the way to the white meat
Listenin' to my BM gonna get you fucked up
And I don't really give a fuck, I'll fuck both y'all up
Is the pussy worth it, nigga?
Saw you on the phone flirtin', nigga
Hide behind the curtain, lil' pussy ass boy
I'm sure you nigga's don't know me
I be with the bitch that you keep on calling
Crooked I just stay behind the scenes
Let that bitch buy me green
I'm a promethazine

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Runnin' and rippin' and rippin' and runnin'
You hide behind phone so I know you is frontin'
I shake these hoes off just like it is nothin'
My dick is named Donald so know that I'm trumpin'
You duckin' a fade my nigga it is nothin'
She won't answer your call because that bitch is cummin'
Tum Tum'n, cummin'
She c-c-cummin' with T-T-Tum'n
Comin' straight out of the side of the land
Cool as a motherfucker, loud as a band
Slap a bitch nigga, he slept on a xan
Stun a bitch nigga like xan's in my hands
I ain't seen z's in a few whole days
I ain't seen z's in a few whole days
(Fuck nigga)



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Writer(s): Keith Crook-johnson
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