Crook County (With The Speedknot Mobstaz)

In the Chi, it's kill or be killed, hussle or die You gotsta take the pie, momma didn't lie Look in my eyes you see the realness The nine makes you feel this The pain that I'm going through 'til I'm sitting on millions My minds on that paper, wishin' upon a caper I need to stack now, I will pay for my sins later When I'm living greater, the mind state of a Westside native It's sick in the head, dodgin' Feds everyday See me load the AK, watch 'em run when we spray Get the fuck up out my way and for pray that this pistol play 'Cause when I'm heated I'm gunning 'til there's nothing in sight So cancel Christmas muthafucka, fuck you and your life [Mayz] Niggas in my mob is too suave We ride hundred G cars, in it like the world is ours Don't disrespect or get your chest split like cigars In this county of crooks tryin' to avoid jail bars But it's so hard to make cheese especially If you ain't got no Ph.D. or connect on phat keys See mobstability is for niggas with nothing to lose Going psycho from this drama you go through paying dues I get a buck in your side tryin' to hussle for a ride Or hittin' the block to find out one of your guys just died So don't come to the Chi, it's just risky as hell 'Cause K-Town niggas'll bomb on that ass like a stealth [Chorus] In the county of crooks: gangbangers, killers and slangers With judges be quick to hang us homies and strangers No bluffin', we bustin' Like a kamikaze, watch our bodies come up War (?) then it's on, now we gon' strap up, what's up [Repeat