something wicked lyrics

Suddenly I see some niggaz
That I don't like, got him

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

Crooked ass niggaz
Criminal behavior
Criminal, criminal behavior
Suddenly I see cri, cri, criminal

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 away, 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

The crooked ass niggaz, criminal behavior
Yeah, ya don't stop, crooked ass niggaz
Criminal, criminal behavior
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like

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

Criminal behavior
Criminal, criminal behavior
Crooked

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, now he's richer, crooked ass nigga

Criminal behavior, criminal, criminal behavior
Suddenly I see some niggaz that I don't like
Criminal behavior, criminal, criminal
Crim, crim, criminal behavior
Criminal behavior, criminal behavior

Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like

Criminal behavior, criminal, criminal
Crim, crim, criminal behavior
Criminal beha, crima, crima, crima
Crim, crim, criminal behavior, criminal behavior

Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
Got him
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
Got him
Suddenly I see, some niggaz that I don't like
Got him