B.C. lyrics - Crooked I

What's up dizz?

Dizz on the beat by the way

Aye dizz you smell that?

You smell that? I smell smoke, oh not yet

Aight cool Amma relax, yo what's happening y'all, it's the legendary flow you already know

Kxng Crooked I, Long Beach, Family Bvsiness, ya heard me?

Rhymin' whole sentences, crime with no witnesses

Mind your own business if your eyes behold me killing the sickest lines with no censorship

Fighting that like uncle Luke

Like you snort Hennessy, every line's a 100 proof and proving they the fucking truth, praying for my enemy

Catch me out east in a dickie suit and a bubble goose, knuck if you buck nigga, riding with my gangsta boots

Cigar in my mouth, bucket hat with the kangaroo

Fuck you rappers I came for you

Guns are blasting my aim is true

Lucky bastard you made it through

Fuck your facts where I'm from

Tucking ratchets is the thing to do

I ain't the same as you

I fuck with classics, the track will get dumped in acid I slay the groove

Prayers up for my niggas who didn't make it, prayer rug in the basement we famous and living sacred but humans are still sinning, women strip to the anklet, it's like the new renaissance picture bitches naked I'm... at the trump national I'm playing some golf in a dashiki vibranium in the cloth I ain't a lost nigga, the skin I'm in is so ancient remain a boss nigga, gave you a deal and a bag you became a soft nigga, cut off my water them chickens will go to Mexico, to feds on my nuts like tentacles on my testicles, kill a flow made me legend so, in the coast with a sexy hoe, rock a fur in december identical to an Eskimo I'm in my condo, bumping Quando Rondo any John fuck with my dough gonna be a John Doe, love that young and wild shit, but I want all my young niggas to make it out the game

Enjoy your money and fame my nigga

G shit we came here on a sea ship

Shackles on our feet now it's cracking we get eating it the shit I feed the streets with

Fu-Gee-La beat flip, freestyle, tattoo the only time I ain't drip

The West is hot will the W be destroyed

I bet it's not see the W's we enjoy

Respect the block at the W we the boys

Connect the dots that's W. E. B. du bois Homie

Black and prominent wyclef jean it

Designer Denim never recessive them genes dominate, I don't spit a 16 I vomit it

West coast like a purple and gold laker jersey with Lebron in it so honor it

[*Laughs*]

Yeah

Yo, yo old me EP coming soon you hear me (coming)

Brand new shit (new shit, ahhhh)

California Crooked I

The king in the front

Family Bvsiness (Family Bvsiness), hitmakers y'all know what it is man (Yeah)

Yeah (Long Beach)

Old me EP coming soon you know what I mean (Long Beach)

Dropping something like December 21 for y'all

Yeah (yeah)

New music (old me EP, coming soon)

Dizz on the beat

Ak behind the boards (what up dice, chase)

I know what it is man, [*sniff*] what's that I smell? I smell smoke, oh not yet, okay!