Whatchallwannado Lyrics by Mr. Pookie

Whatchallwannado Lyrics

    [mr. pookie]
    Jus anotha day, chiffin hay, in north dallas
    C-pone jus called me up, now i'm about to hit tha shower
    Took me bout an hour, and now i'm creased down in my polo
    I'm makin these niggaz hate today, by wearin a crooked logo
    Watch out for tha blow hoe, and leavin you bitches in tha mist
    And if you niggaz dont trip on me, then i wont bust yo shit
    Plus my click be tha ruffest, not sayin we tha toughest
    But stoneycrook niggaz, been known to come out wit tha ruckus
    Fuck you who say fuck us, and all ya'll niggaz who be hatin'
    Cappin, cause you can't fade me, runnin up on me daily
    But baby, its mo' complicated, than you can see
    Words lose all meanin', when niggaz see niggaz gleamin'
    So dont you even think that you can get outta this
    So bitch, to get me to this point, you must really got me pissed
    I'm twist and dismember, choppin down nigga timber
    Kodac moment remember, this crooked nigga a rippla

    Chorus [x2]

    Whatchallwannado? if you trip, then we bomb first
    Pull out tha guns first, chiff until i lungs hurt
    I know bombin', but tha rippla finna bomb worse
    Look at us come first, best believe be bomb worse

    [mr. lucci]
    Welcome to tha wild, wild west, tha southside, its me, a killa
    Fuck billy tha kid nigga, it's lucci tha wig splitta
    Like tyson a hard hitta, toe tag deala
    A brain spilla, body chilla, mind thrilla, fuck it, killa
    On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, workin strong
    Chiffin smoke up in my long, still my whole bag gon
    I live long, for doin wrong, cause wit my crooks, man its on
    Leave a nigga dome blown, or up shit creek, all alone
    For bumpin his grill, he must thought he was go cheat one, 4 real
    Now he killed, 6 feet he feel, surrounded by mob skillz
    Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs
    And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv
    It aint neva enuff, until i whip it out my holsta
    Cocked back ready to roast ya, on every wanted poster
    Stayin' high like a vulture, inflictin' pain from smoke
    Those crooked soljaz smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya

    Chorus [x2]

    [c-pone]
    I been quick to cause a tragedy, fuckin wit my faculty
    Bullets sprayed rapidly, now they died from my fatality
    Fuck those who try to battle me, this rap shit is a mastery
    Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole scene full of catastrophes
    Hollow my calvary, when i feel danger in tha mist
    Now i'm pissed, wit a clutched fist
    Around they ashton and my 45th
    No mo lift, in these shady niggaz in fleets
    We be deadlier than a weed blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine
    Sparklin' clean up through tha industry
    Lyrics at yo weak feet, they notice me
    Due to my unique style of texas poetry
    Blowin these, wack mc's, who refuse to give our props
    Platinum hitz from tha stoneycrook click, til we all sittin on top
    When tha rippla drop, best believe we comin wit bombs
    Turnin' yo average house party, into a modern day vietnam
    Run up if you want some, we clash like titans
    Aint no collaboration deadlier than stoneycrook and i come

    Chorus [x2]

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