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letra de dancing on your grave - crooked i

broadcasting live from the mint room!
ssuutt ssuutt! [4x]

[hook: brevi]
we ain’t afraid of gettin’ dirty ’round here
hand in the sand middle finger in the air
antic-p-te when the rain gon’ come
dancin’ on your grave, covered in the ssuutt
covered in the ssuutt [3x]
dancin’ on your grave, covered in ya mud

[verse: crooked i]
put a deuce up, when crooked cruise up
i pull a coupe up, bullet-proofed up
you bullies tool up, fully fool what?
i’ve been on california corners
longer than the bottom of a hooker’s shoe
i f-ck a dude up!
i’m so proper with the chrome chopper
and if my hand gun is h-rny, don’t think i won’t c-ck her
c-ck-a-roaches better phone coppers
if i get shot i call my own doctors, a stone cold cobster
you n-ggas playin’ with this g sh-t
it’s different levels of this street sh-t, automatic king spit
maggots picked the wrong one to beef with and
perez hilton won’t be the only f-ggot in deep sh-t!
the ratchet hit ya like a packer tacklin’ steve smith
or leave the clapper and get it crack-a-lackin’ with these fists
peep this, got chronic clouds for your weed spliff
my street team pushin’ more loud than steve riff
biggie died when they laid son to rest
just like the industry blamed us labels running from the west
i decided to invest street money and it brought success
i was thinking ‘f-ck execs’ ’til them f-ckers cut the checks!
so, what does the sh-t mean?
it means i risk doing 16 to bring you these 16’s
i grew up with, n-ggas who threw up sh-t
g-ngb-ngers, hustlers, all i used to f-ck with
charcoal murcielago, parked-o, at the wilshire margot, arco
hoes gas me up, way faster than the car go
b-tches yell, ‘mr. wells fargo’, he’s rich as h-ll
let the cigar blow! i don’t tip ’em well
crooked is different, he tipped the richter scale
i’m a earthquake, i’m the best ever in the first place
unless june sixteenth is your birth date

- crooked i

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