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2pac (Tupac Shakur)
A Crooked Nigga too

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2pac (Tupac Shakur)
A Crooked Nigga too

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La versión 1 de la letra

[Intro]

Yo 'Pac yo, I heard you got beat up by the police

Yeah nigga

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Yo Pac (That's right)

Niggaz just wanna know

Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police

if you still gon' be on some crooked-ass sheeeit

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything (yeah)

Niggaz just wanna know if your still gonna be

[2Pac]

on some crooked ass nigga shit

Please tell me what's a nigga to do, and it's true

Ain't nuttin new, so I do, what I can to get through

[2pac Verse 1]

Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true

Ain't nuttin' new so I do what I can to get through

Now first they had me trapped and now I'm pissed

A loaded AK47 layin on my hips so don't trip

A loaded AK-47 lay under my head so I don't trip

One motherfucker from the underground

One motherfucker from the Underground

And Big Stretch buckin' niggaz if they fuck around

And Big Stretch buckin niggaz if they fuck around

Yo, why ya'll got beef with police?

Yo why I got beef with police?

Ain't that a bitch them motherfuckers gotta beef with me

Ain't that a bitch that motherfuckers got a beef with me

They make it hard for me to sleep

I wake up at the slightest peep and my sheets are 3 feet deep

I wake up at the slightest peep, and

my sheets are 3 feet deep

I guess it's hard for you to see

But now I'm pointin the finger at police

instead of motherfuckers blamin' me

instead of them motherfuckers blamin me

I got the right to bear a pistol

And when them punk motherfuckers get to trippin' I got shit too

And when the punk motherfuckers get

And maybe then you'll see the truth

to trippin I got shit too

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (hell yeah)

But until then, I gotta do what I do

[Chorus]

and stay a crooked nigga too

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

I've got to do, what I'm gon' do

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

I'm gon' say what I'm gon' say

It's all up to you

I'm gon' live how I live - how else

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

you want a nigga to live?

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

I'm gon' do, what I do

You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

I'm gon' say, what I say

I'm gon' live how I live - how do you want a nigga to live?

[2pac Verse 2]

You know you really can't say that you blame niggaz

[2Pac]

Fuck bein' tame, set a flame, tryin' to aim triggaz

Y'know you really can't say that ya blame niggaz

2pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the constitution

Fuck bein tame, set aflame, time to aim triggers

2Pac'll spark a revolution, fuck the Constitution

I want my bucks for restitution

This time you got a bigger problem

Time to face the niggas from South Central,

Time to face the niggaz from South Central,

Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem

And we ain't shootin' at eachother (fuck no),

And we ain't shootin at each other

that's a motherfuckin' brother

That's my motherfuckin brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover

So save two, run for cover

And all the bitches from the Klan

And other bitches from the clan

Come feel the wrath of a black man

Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack and

that doesn't smoke crack and

I don't drink St. Ides (fuck that!)

Genuine draft ganja ganja and my fuckin' Tec-9

Genuine Draft, ganja ganja, and my fuckin tec-9

They know their scared to see us sober (awwwww)

They know they scared to see us sober

Cobra - And niggaz will take the world over

Stop drinkin King Cobra, and niggaz'll take the world over

It's all up to you (up to you) Blame the Korean (fuck that)

It's all up to you (up to you)

I'll be a crooked nigga too

Blame the Korean, blame the jew, or be a crooked nigga too

[Chorus]

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

[2Pac]

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

Aiyyo! Why me? Play like Jasmine Guy and try me

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

I'll be damned if I die, come look at the rage in my eyes G

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

[2pac Verse 3]

Pardon me, ?? has been God and try me

I'll be damned if I die come look at the rage in my eyes G

They got my homies in a jail cell

Now it's the rebel and the devil and one of us is goin' to hell

And it's the Rebel and the Devil, and

I got the whole place covered with loc'ed out brothers

one of us is goin to Hell

And nothing but love for eachother

I got the whole place covered, with loc'd out brothers

And nuttin but love for each other

So motherfucker make a motion

I give a fuck, slice you up, and throw your ass in the ocean

I give a fuck, slice you up, and

Temperatures drop

throw your ass in the ocean

See it's cool to shoot a nigga but they

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

hate it when we pop the cops

but they hate it when we pop the cops

That's when they gettin' petrol

That's when they gettin petrol

You better watch your step or you'll be left on deathrow

You better watch your step or you'll be left on death row

But I learned to look ahead of me

But I learn to look ahead of me

Stay strapped, watch your back, keep your eyes on the enemy

Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy

We blowin' up precincts and oooohhhh

We blowin up precincts and OOOH

you can't fuck with the crew

You can't fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too

A crooked nigga too

[Chorus]

It's all up to you

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

[Raphael Saadiq]

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww)

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

(I'm a crooked nigga too)

It's all up to you

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

But until then I gotta do what I do and stay a crooked nigga too

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

And maybe then you'll see the truth (awwwwww) Oooh!

(I'm a crooked.. crooked nigga too)

You can't fuck with the crew, a crooked nigga too

It's the coldest town from here to Georgia

Y'all gon' stop fuckin with me

[Chorus - repeat to fade]

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