CROOKED LETTAZ

CROOKED LETTAZ - Firewater lyrics

rate me

(feat. Noreaga)

[Noreaga]

Yeah yeah

Niggaz is travellin everywhere, word up

I perform in the South

You know I put on _Fish'N'Grits_ and shit like that, ya heard?

Word up; I perform in the West, I put on..

_Ain't Nuttin Like a Sunny Day, in Cali-For-Ni-A_, ya heard?

I'm on the East, I'm rockin _T.O.N.Y._

In the Midwest, I put on a little No Limit or some shit like that

Word is bond

[Chorus: Crooked Lettaz]

We got that firewater (WHAT?)

Y'all want that water-water (WHAT?)

We got that firewater (WHAT?)

Y'all want that water-water (WHAT?)

We got that firewater (WHAT?)

Y'all want that water-water (WHAT?)

We got that firewater WHAT?

We got that firewater WHAT?

[Noreaga]

Yo, yo

Yo I'msa gangsta, so y'all niggaz, know that I mask

I smoke, mad weed, while I drink a V-8 splash

Niggaz, fuck with me, and you will get smashed

I'm gettin, head in the whip, and I won't even crash

I'm sayin, niggaz don't fuck no mo', all we get is head

Niggaz don't play with bread and butter, all we count is bread

My niggaz from, Mississipp-I, still get high

Off the water-water, slangin quarter-quarter

across the border border, Seargeant Slaughter Slaughter

My Down South niggaz, yo we got mad game

And we both, from the ghetto, so we kick it the same

You call your weed chronic, we call our weed hydro

You call your shit doja, we call out shit gamble

From the Calliope to Iraq, we still get dough

We call a, bitch is a bitch, and a hoe is a hoe

Penalty the label, in New York, we on cable

[Chorus]

[Crooked Lettaz 1]

Check it out

Basically, you silly niggaz ain't facin me

I turn my back and then you chase me hate me daily

And you attempt to limp like youse a pimp

but youse a shrimp, you can't play me

See we the brothers with the hot tracks

Puttin butter on the hot wax

You wanna ball with the top cats

Well you talk about fat gats

You can't rap nigga stop that, got that

You wanna act like you cock back

Couldn't hold a nigga jockstrap

We can take it to the streets when the party people meet

tell the niggaz take a seat take a beat and cold rock that

back to the M-I, mill'n-dol'-mill'n-dol'-I

mill'n-dol'-mill'n-dol'-I, humpback, humpback

Watch a nigga jump back, dead I

Spittin that upon the red eye, flyin to the N.Y.

Niggaz high from coast to coast

Keepin it close, put it in a post

E.T. the coach, niggaz wanna be me the most

You boast and brag and sport the sag

cause I dope rhyme, niggaz never wanna quote rhymes

Try to bite and then you choke rhyme

Rollin up a smoke rhyme

Comin out with your wrote rhyme

Ain't nuttin but some broke rhymes

Me I got the right rhymes, always comin out tight rhymes

Break a nigga see the light rhymes

Wanna fight rhymes? Naw nigga not tonight rhymes

Get your girl I just might rhyme

And the story go, for the thugs even Nore know

the gory flow, can't be faded

Prayed it down, laid it down, and I'm gone

Take double-steps turn around and show em

[Chorus]

[Crooked Lettaz 2]

Now it's that Crooked Letta hot shit

Old block rockin locked quick

Rhymes shined with hot spit

Y'all speak about shine I write rhymes

then I burn clicks, and give em this

Your platinum plaque's counterfeit

You shipped gold, is what I was told

Your airplay was BOUGHT hits

Payola Motorala cell phones

where you spent all these ends, then he's gone

in the wind POOF, ain't no PROOF, a super sleuth

couldn't find his shoes

I wrap heads, like bad news

And bust bass and blow a fuse

Then I move to Baton Rouge like, Snoop on the move

I'm like Megatron, an underground rap shit phenomenon

I blow up in my Prime (and after that?)

Then I move to Cybertron, with Omega Supreme

But it seems that I gotta sit back and pray (back and pray)

to God that these niggaz won't take me away (why?)

I say it seems that I gotta sit back and pray

to God that these niggaz won't take me away

[Chorus]

[Noreaga]

Firewater HUH?

You see them niggaz bouncin

Wanna see them niggaz BOUNCIN

Wanna see them niggaz BOUNCIN!!

Sittin on whatever y'all fuckin niggaz sittin on

That chrome shit HUH?

Seventeen inch shit

Twenty inch shit

Twenty-two inch shit

Fuck that shit, let the shit glisten

Let the shit GLISTEN

Let the shit GLISTEN!! HUH?

Let the shit glisten! HUH?

If y'all niggaz ain't got a car wash

Y'all niggaz need to go Uptown right now

and get your shit washed

And get the inside done up, you feel?

You feel me?

Get that inside done up

Make sure your speakers is blowin

Cause if the shit is at a low level

It ain't even penetratin

Turn the shit the fuck up, HUH?

Thugged Out, Crooked Lettaz, what the fuck is up?

Turn shit the fuck up!

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