A Crooked Nigga Too Raphael Saadiq Remix lyrics

Tupac - Crooked Nigga Too (Raphael Saadiq Remix)





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

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

Niggaz just wanna know

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



[2Pac]

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 AK-47 lay under my head so I don`t trip

One motherfucker from the Underground

And Big Stretch buckin niggaz if they fuck around

Yo why I got beef with police?

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 guess it`s hard for you to see

But now I`m pointin the finger at police

instead of them motherfuckers blamin me

I got the right to bear a pistol

And when the punk motherfuckers get to trippin I got shit too

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

But until then, I gotta do what I do

and stay a crooked nigga too



[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]

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

I`m gon` say what I`m gon` say

I`m gon` live how I live - how else you want a nigga to live?

I`m gon` do, what I do

I`m gon` say, what I say

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



[2Pac]

Y`know you really can`t say that ya blame niggaz

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 niggaz from South Central, Oakland, Brooklyn and Harlem

And we ain`t shootin at each other

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

And all the bitches from the Klan

Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn`t smoke crack and

I don`t drink St. Ides (fuck that!)

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

They know they scared to see us sober

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

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

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



[Chorus]



[2Pac]

Aiyyo!Why me?Play like Jasmine Guy 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

And it`s the Rebel and the Devil, and one of us is goin to Hell

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

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

but they hate it when we pop the cops

That`s when they gettin petrol

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

But I learn to look ahead of me

Stay strapped watch your back keep your eyes on the enemy

We blowin up precincts and OOOH

You can`t fuck with the crew, of crooked nigga too



[Chorus]



[Raphael Saadiq]

It`s the coldest town from here to Georgia

(I`m a crooked nigga too)

It`s the coldest town from here to Georgia

It`s the coldest town from here to Georgia

(I`m a crooked.. 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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