Crew Cut

Lyrics

[Intro: Krizz Kaliko] Deuce Clique, Big Krizz Kaliko, Tech N9ne, let's go [Verse 1: Skatterman] Skatternasty Ask about me in the streets, got credit like a white man Strange Music lieutenant, Snug Brim's right hand Hopping out the white van, got the fully double clutched Twenty seven shots will make a 80's baby Double Dutch Travis say I'm fucking up, Tech think I'm a knucklehead Nah, I'm just a little shell shocked from years of ducking Feds I cherish nothing but the bread, my gang relation boots up I'm flame throwing my deuce up, it's Skatter on this crew cut [Verse 2: Snug Brim] [?] been one of the [?] that'll snap your neck You faking, my nigga I can really give it to you and I'm willing to bet Could be put off in a situation where, homie, your life could leak So watch your tongue and your tone, and better know talk is cheap Let's set this rap shit aside and start speaking the truth Most of ya hide behind ya lines, what you say in the booth Ain't got no get back, we keep max, fuck playing with Deu' You little poo butts, you finna do what? Nigga take this crew cut [Chorus: Krizz Kaliko] From the-from the blocks where we grew up To the-to the hood that we threw up You and you and you 'bout to do what? Running down your lanes with a gang, get a crew cut Now I know that the Strange got you faded I know that you saying you're dangerous but save it We hearing you slanging and banging Hang with a gang and get a crew cut Me and my niggas on the same shit [Verse 3: BG Bullet Wound] This boss shit nigga, Deuce Clique yankee, homie When I yank these, homie, niggas better thank me, homie When the crowd clear I'ma make a muthafucka understand BG Bulletwound gets down here Get throat cut 'round here And I'm [?] nigga Ya pussy niggas wanna watch me nigga Pull out ya stopwatch and clock me nigga (let's get 'em) And I still do it big, I box these niggas Gotta put your rags homie, your flags on and stop me nigga Let's go [Verse 4: Kutt Calhoun] Ugh, the smell of murk surrounds you in a city of fast life And it's trifle and murder tolls shoot up higher than gas prices A homicide every two or three minutes then a news flash With cop killers, they ain't carrying books in them school bags This is full of plotting semantics to use and get used cash To use against you if you're softer than a baby with a smooth ass I'm Blood and drew blood with a couple of true thugs I'm Deuce and it's all it takes when we fading the crew cut [Chorus: Krizz Kaliko] From the-from the blocks where we grew up To the-to the hood that we threw up You and you and you 'bout to do what? Running down your lanes with a gang, get a crew cut Now I know that the Strange got you faded I know that you saying you're dangerous but save it We hearing you slanging and banging Hang with a gang and get a crew cut Me and my niggas on the same shit [Verse 5: Tech N9ne] Check it out, I only got eight bars to do it to it Hennessy, 151, vodka and gin's my do it fluid Rocking my red slippers, set trippers I never truant If anytime [?] at your tripping, I never knew it Lately a lot of niggas really got a lot to say They flagging it up with red with bandanas on thier head But back in the day Repping ricket my niggas was with me and quick to spray And cross 'em out and put a K we crew cutting fakers on any day [Verse 6: Krizz Kaliko] See, I'm a out south nigga, raised up with them white guys Kaliko, nigga! Yeah, that boy with them white eyes Might I back down from a confrontation to fight I But that don't mean that a nigga won't get hit with a millimeter and if you really need it you can ask for an ass whooping 'Cause me and the deuces is proof that you're doofuses Whatever comes to your toofuses mute that shit All contusions quick [?] beat it If you stay far away from me I might not need it Keep it glued shut, lyrically a crew cut [Chorus: Krizz Kaliko] From the-from the blocks where we grew up T the-to the hood that we threw up You and you and you 'bout to do what? Running down your lanes with a gang, get a crew cut Now I know that the Strange got you faded I know that you saying you're dangerous but save it We hearing you slanging and banging Hang with a gang and get a crew cut Me and my niggas on the same shit [Outro: Makzilla] Yeah, after that selection after that song After that song somebody say, "Hell yeah" I tell you that Deuce Clique They gon' ride with somebody tonight, baby Yo, yeah, they got that Tech N9ne and of course that Kali Baby Ey, this is the one on the wheels and steels your boy Makzilla here Ey, you know how we do it here at Team Strange Hey, it's a wild and crazy time Oh my god, lock your doors, close your windows And watch your women, baby, 'cause they out there And niggas beware these niggas is crazy