Cassidy - Crack Lyrics
Crack!! For The Money You Know How We Play... We Flip That C-r-a-c-kCrack!! For The Money You Know How We Play... We Move That C-r-a-c-kCrack!! For The Money You Know How We Play... We Sell That C-r-a-c-k[hook]Crack!! It Got My Niggaz AddictedCrack!! But Got My Niggaz ConvictedCrack!! Why Niggaz Stand On The BlockIts Called Crack!! It Got My Man And 'em ShotI Said Crack!! What Niggaz Sell For The CashCrack!! Got The Women Selling They AssCrack!! What The Feins Use To Get HighAnd The Hustlers Move To Get By That's Why The Song Called Crack!![verse 1]I Got The Cops Drawn... I Put The Block OnOver Rare Bout To Stock Viles Of The PopcornFeins Got The Block Warm Getting They Cop OnMy Young'ns Run The Block Till Ev'ry One Of The Rocks GoneAnd I Got Another Block I'm Puttin The Pot OnStrong Enough To Smell Through The Jar Wit The Top OnCop And Be Gone... If You Come To The Block DrawnI'll Hit You With The Glock Till Ev'ry One Of The Shots GoneHe Thought He Was A Thug He Was All On His Pop Join'Till He Got Popped Now He All On His Rock Join'I Left Him All On The Block Wit His Top GoneLaw Called His Mom And Pop They All On They Shock Join'I Was Just Tryna Make Some Bread For My FamilyAnd Ev'rybody Got Somebody Dead In They FamilyAnd Ev'rybody Got Some Crackheads In They FamilySo It's No Room To Hate Cause I Kno You Relate... My Shit[hook]I'ma Blow Like Propaine Cause The Flow FlamesIt'll Have You Look Like The Cooked Version Of CocaineI Spit Crack Homie... Neva Been Wak HomieI'm Back Homie... And I Hold Weight Like I'm Fat TonyLike A Soprano I Stay With The AmmoPush Keys And Make Music But Dont Play The PianoYou Could Get Blam! Yo... I'm Nice Wit My Hands DoeYou'll Be Looking Like Rocky If You Play Like You RamboI'm Looking Type Rocky When I Hop Out The Land VoBezel On The Band Whoa... Rock On The Hand GlowIt's All For The Fans DoeThanks For The Sup-portMy 16s Like The Nicotine In A NewportI'm Like Too $hort... Pimpin These HoesI'm The Best At Inventin The Flow Since HoveWhat These Other Niggaz Spittin Is TrashBut It's Like Hittin A Glass When You Listen To Cass... My Shit[hook]I Still Be *****ing It All UpGettin It, Mixin It Cuttin, It All UpI Make Hella Cake And I'm Addin It All UpAnd I Ain't Sellin Weight, Man I'm Baggin It All UpMy Youngn's On The Block They Be Knockin It All OffWho You Think The Feins Be Coppin It All OffMy Block Got Hard But We Coppin It All SoftIf Its Snakes In The Grass We Choppin It All OffIf You Play Wit My Cash I'm Poppin At All YaWit My Face In A Mask I'm Choppin At All YaBut Due To The Fact I Be Rappin And All ThatI Be Actin And All That I Ain't Clappin At Y'all CatsBut Before I Did Music And Movies And All ThatI Was Moving In All Black Wit The Toolies And All ThatBut Now I Dont Got Time Cause I'm Eatin And All ThatI'm Too Decent For All That To Be Beefin Wit Y'all Cats... You On[hook]Crack!!!!, Crack!!!!, Crack!!!!Its Called Crack!!!!!!!!I Said Crack!!!!Crack!!!!, Crack!!!!, Crack!!!!, Crack!!!!!!
