"Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like" - [Ice Cube] [machine gun fires] "Got him!" - [Dr. Dre]
[2Pac] A smokin ass nigga robbed me blind I got a tech nine now his smokin ass is mine I guess I felt sorry for the bastard, he was broke I didn't know he smoked so I didn't watch him close He caught me on the sneak tip, now the punk's in deep shit Catch him on the streets, I'ma bring him to his feet, quick Pass the clip, I think I see him comin now Fuck the bullshit, posse deep and let's run him down Gots to be the first one to hit ya when we meet Comin quickly up the streets, is the punk ass police The first one jumped out and said, "Freeze!" I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please.. Cause cops should mind they business, when we rush Now you're pleadin like a bitch, cause you don't know how to.. hush.. Now back to the smoker that robbed me I tell you like Latifah, motherfucker give me.. body.. One to the chest, another to his fuckin dome Now the shit can rest, yo tell him to leave me the fuck alone Two very bloody bodies on the streets A nosey ass cop and a nigga that robbed from me Run from your backup punk, how you figure? My finger's on the trigger for you crooked ass niggaz
[Pac] Crooked ass niggaz [Eazy] Criminal behaviour.. criminal.. criminal behaviour [Cube] Suddenly I see.. [Eazy] Cri-cri-criminal
[Stretch] Now listen to the mack of the crooked nigga trade With the fine criminal mind, cold rips like a blade It's already quick steppin to the niggaz with the props and any motherfucker with the flim-flam drops to the knot Ten o'clock, is a motherfuckin gank move Stretch is Uptown, clockin weight the shit is real smooth A nigga's tryin to play me like he know me but he don't Sittin on ten keys, I'ma get him, think I won't? My nigga 2Pac, got the fuckin Glock cocked, and he's ready When the kid, didn't even bring the weight bag, instead he welcomed us, into his apartment Oh this even better, two to the head, he's dead a clean get-a-WAY! Niggaz got PAID! And yet another sleepin ass nigga got slayed, word up By a crooked motherfucker named Stretch And the T-U-P-A-C, the police can't catch..
[Pac] The crooked ass niggaz [Eazy] Criminal behaviour.. [Pac] Yeah.. ya don't stop!
Crooked ass niggaz [Eazy] Criminal.. criminal behaviour ( From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/0-9/2pac-lyrics/crooked-ass-nigga-lyrics.html ) [Cube] Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
[2Pac] Now I could be a crooked nigga too When I'm rollin with my crew, watch what crooked niggaz, do! I got a nine millimeter Glock pistol I'm ready to get witcha at the drop, of a whistle So make your move, and act like you wanna flip I fire thirteen shots, and pop another clip I bring luck, my Glock's like a fuckin mop The more I shot, the more motherfuckers dropped And even cops got shot when they rolled up Best to bring a knot, or get popped, I'm a soldier I ain't the type to fetch ya, ask Stretch, he's my witness Smoke til I'm blitzed, fuck a motherfuckin piss test I'm trigger happy, try to 'tack me and I'll drop you quick Long as I got a clip I got some shit to hit em with The nigga killer I get iller when the shit gets thick My brain flips, I start thinkin like a lunatic I rip shit, came equipped with a bigger crew I thought these niggaz knew, I'm a crooked nigga too
[2Pac] Crooked ass niggaz come in all shapes and sizes They wear disguises, backstabbin's what they specialize in They'll try to getcha, they'll sweatcha to get in the picture And then they hitcha, son of a bitch