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lirik lagu all crossed up – mr. ivan

[ivan talkin]
me my self i gotz a problem with these hoes tryna cross a n-gg- up
but ima have to blast on these hoes if they ever try to step
but check it out as i run it down to ya

[verse 1]
its hard to get my serve on runnin from f.b.i
survelance like i’m f-ckin’ playin i-spy
they tryna bust my -ss fa 12 ki’s of cocaine
but all i got is a rock and i’m given em false names
i slip as a long d-ck with extra vaseline
them n-gg-z up on my block is gettin skripped when i hit the scene
steady -ss n-gg-, i’ll puttin whippin’s on them n-gg-z -ss
everyday artillary, i’m holdin a hockey mask
creepin to my rock spot, quiet as the f-ck
i rocked up all my c-ke, packaged my sh-t and get the f-ck
i’m all crossed up by a stinky -ss b-tch
who’s lookin from above and suck a crusty -ss d-ck
i left the tramp screamin, shot her twice up in her face
i left that stanky b-tch and didn’t leave a, leave a trace
i’m surrounded by one time, now i’m on the run
“a suspect with a bag of c-ke and a tec-9 gun”
i fled to the florida and opened up shop
i’m chillin on c-ckress with a hand fulla rocks
fiends see my face, they know to break before they checks
they come to point the scr-ps but then they know what to expect
i gets my dough they go headed straight into the project
before they leave my set, they bin is spin, that hoe checked
see i aint givin a f-ck cause i’m a money hungry n-gg-
a niggidy as gangsta sellin crack and gettin bigga
a dirty -ss ball game like will smith been kickin it
and motha f-ckin dog -ss hoes are there with b-tches, and get me all crossed up

[verse 2]
i reach on the set, i gots to change my, clothes
so i’m not ratted out my them funky -ss, hoes
i gots to watch my back cause on the streets i cant, sit
one time’s on me nutz and tryna take me on a, trip
and motha f-ck them melphs man, them b-tches cant faze me
the only way i stop sellin’ my sh-t is if they pay me
the only way they catch me is if i start to blast
gotta be dead, cant see me cause i always got my hockey mask
always keepin a clip in, neva caught slippin, keepin ’em trippin
n-gg- i’m comin out dead or alive quarter birds i’ll be flippin
a hustler on the rap page and good thing its a sale
crack up on your d-ck and (???)
takin’ a puff of that powder, i’m hopin like the king
you tried to test me nuts, now i’ma have to split ya wig
cause i’m all crossed…

[hook]

[verse 3]
n-gg- i got me rocks and i could start makin’ fiends drop
n-gg- them rocks make you flip ups and when i’m shootin i neva stop
biatches! if you come in my way with that short sh-t
the second i pull my sh-t you betta start runnin b-tch
i know you gots your crack so lil daddy up it
with the tec stickin dead in ya back, and if ya move n-gg- f-ck it
i’m shakin, taken, never no fakin, never no taken and taken a n-gg- do not what i am
biggidy blast leavin them n-gg-z stankin
thats on the real, i’m a stone born crack dealer
a.k.a mister, mister blast, mister cap peeler
also known fa pullin’ a drive by with a hockey mask
biggidy, biggidy blast slangin that crack up on ya donk-ay
shoot you in ya head until ya dead aint givin a f-ck
i’ll still go sell my sh-t but still i’m all crossed, all crossed…

[hook]
all crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
but i dont give a f-ck cause i’ma still slang my crack
all crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
but i dont give a f-ck cause i’ma still slang my crack
all crossed up them hoes will have you on yo back
but i dont give a f-ck cause i’ma still slang my crack

[ivan talkin]
yeah, thats how i do it for you ole busta -ss hoes
that be tryin to rat a n-gg- out behind they sh-t
because a n-gg- doin good, you think you could come, f-ck wit a n-gg-
but it aint bout all that there
n-gg- still gon get theirs
f-ck you ole dog -ss hoes
b-tch i’m all crossed up and you’ll be flat on your f-ckin back bieetch

- mr ivan

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