Texty:
Crooked I How To Thug

couple of pounds, My nigger learning how to thug, learning how to thug I had to learn how to thug, how to thug I ain't finished, society hates me but that hate is really fear I

sucker Talkin' bout how foul I'm livin' Someone heard him Poppin' that shit last week Frontin' for some pussy From some big butt freak Sayin' I'm his worker I

I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be on my G shit, G shit Cause I?m a gangsta Yeah, yeah, I be on my g-shit, I be on my, I be

Did two years in the pen, I'm back again And this time, I got to win I'm a thief by nature, steal your love I'm a crook with a hook and a plan for thugs

C-town's how we ride Chi-town's how we ride Midwest how we ride Come see how we ride [Verse: Twista] now feel the devastation and unification of the thugs

I sit in my basement like it's a crack house bored Blackout cause I was paranoid, he enjoys what I avoid The courts, ah bowl ah, crooks 'Cause bitches

when I'm in a bind and all the way to depend on, I don't need to know, then I (fret), deep (in the sin/and I sin) when the ship's away. So win again

scene when I feel like flashin'/ Check the record, I went way past platinum/ My occupation, I'm smashin' takin' anything I want cause I got the bacon/ I

out) I'm stuck lookin' for the lost soul Niggas stucked at the crossroad Thugging wid my people and I seen so much evil In the midst I hear you, but I fear no evil Crooked