Fav Crooked I Verse

[LooN3y]

mines from "All I Ever Wanted"


lotta niggas reppin the west, being on the throne is the quest, i can give a fuck who the best, even though im better than the rest

[frisch213]

too many to name ! Rap 101 the second verse is one that stands out..the whole murderin mc's track is another..

[OG Hack Wilson]

still dre beat

or "Forgive me" HHW 38

[Booz]

still dre beat

Could you upload it?

Quit Snitchin was good one and yeah Forgive Me.

[westsiderider323]

his verse from Step Up

[OG Hack Wilson]

still dre beat

Could you upload it?

sure man gimmie 1 sec

[OG Hack Wilson]

http://www.yousendit.com/download/Q01Hb2VFdVVZY1R2Wmc9PQ


gimmie a +1 hahaha

[Booz]

http://www.yousendit.com/download/Q01Hb2VFdVVZY1R2Wmc9PQ


gimmie a +1 hahaha

Thanks. 

[FuckTheWorld]

TOO TOO TOO many everything crooked spits is classic

http://dynastyentgroup.com/site/discog/

[Russell Bell]

Mine is the wake up show freestyle from his death row days..."Im every artist Suge ever signed in one rapper".  Sick freestyle and a reason I began to really check for him.

[OG Hack Wilson]

Mine is the wake up show freestyle from his death row days..."Im every artist Suge ever signed in one rapper".  Sick freestyle and a reason I began to really check for him.

very first Crooked I song I ever remember hearing

[DonCorleone187]

http://www.yousendit.com/download/Q01Hb2VFdVVZY1R2Wmc9PQ


gimmie a +1 hahaha

that ain't a hip hop weekly i've never heard that before of course you gettin a +1

[FuckTheWorld]

"Name me one busta who came raw/He'll get his body chopped as quick as a nigga wit' butta fingas jugglin' chain saws"

Gangsta rap ain't dead, it never died - it took steroids to the head and became Crooked I"

"Ill throw you over the hedges
with bullets holes in your khaki suit
and you'll die behind a Bush
like Iraqi troops"

"acrobatic flow, asthmatic, sick psychopathic rappers back at it, skip the craftmatics, sleepin' on the baddest illmatic attic is just ass backwards, peep the mathamatics, no more semantics from that crack attic, the flow is black magic!"

"Like a portrait of Malcolm X, this the art of leadership"

You kids can't see me, I'm a rated-R screen"

"I'll serve him at the drop of a dime/
Fuck a written, off the top of my mind/
I cock diesel, Crooked's in his optimus prime/
In 10 minutes I thought of this rhyme/
My bottomless mind is too deep"

"Pull out the Ferrari I shit on opposition, I look in the rearview and I see my competition
I ain’t talking bout people behind my position, I’m talking bout my reflection
I’m my only competition"


just to name a few... gdamn !!!

[FuckTheWorld]

the getaway hhw is fucking crazy ! lyrical murder at its finest

Verse 1:

Yo, you fuckin with a blade runner
Crooked's a straight gunner
I can freestyle for 8 summers, I'm the 8th wonder
White tee's, 38's under
My bad weather pistol strike like lightning and make thunder
When I wet ya, I betcha get a stretcher when I catch ya
Digest the bullet, my pleasure, high measures
Shots diggin in ya chest, tryin to find treasure
Find me in the city spelled with 9 combined letters
L.O.N.G.B.E.A.C.H.
We ain't jokin' nigga, we squeezin' them 3-8's (Long Beach)
Each day that passes I'm breathenin' poisonous gases 
Spittin straight acid, infectin' the greater masses
Takin' names after kickin' asses, I trashes
Brass knuckles to your stunna glasses like Cassius
King of the cheddar talk, sever whoever with the Desert Hawk
Leave predators dead, I'm forever Boss
When I set it off, You lesbian thespian best be pedestrians 
That means you pussy actors better walk
Funeral service, time to buy some flowers
I know you wish you could rewind time some hours
Change your mind and cower
Instead of gettin' sniped by the rifle tower
Right, you rivals get your life devoured
When I ignite the Howard, Sir, Yes Sir
On my Rise to power, campaigning like Eisenhower
Coming off like a young Darryl McDaniels
Coming off five times a day like arabic sandals
Rich Ghetto American vandals
My necklace on fire
And it light up the room (like) I'm wearin some candles
Whoever's hot I'm gonna scorch ya
You boys are out of order but can not afford waterboard an' torture
Of course I'm a carnivore, I'm the Art of War enforcer
You Brontosaurus slow, to catch me you gotta floor a Porsche
I'm light years from fishing for ideas
I'm itchin' to find peers
I'm switching my minds gears
Dimensions of my fears
All involved fear of what I do to you niggas
Ya Henchman is right here
I got the future visions
I ain't usin' you for missals
I give em the truth and then the youth to listen
We can make money in our sleep
Like kids when they tooths is missin'
All you do is join the new comission
No Paul Castellano, No Sammy Gravano just friends of C.O.B.
The only family that I know
Give us money and power
Give the Grammy's to Bono
Give us love and respect, address me as Intriago
The one who treats the booth like a Synagogue
A Demagog, while y'all get ya Babel on, like my nigga Nimrod
I get my Grand Hustle on, like I'm in the Pimp Squad
And I keep it West, like the leader of the Lench Mob
Lyrical Assassin, the best in the West
Sleep on that and get your eye lids stretched to your chest
B.O. S nigga S,
Burnin' down the compound like I'm Koresh'in (David Koresh) the flesh
Hahaha, Yes!

[Sureno Loco]

boom boom clap is my shit fool