Whatchallwannado Lyrics - Singles - Mr. Pookie

[mr. pookie] 

Jus anotha day, chiffin hay, in north dallas 

C-pone jus called me up, now I'm about to hit tha shower 

Took me bout an hour, and now I'm creased down in my polo 

I'm makin these niggaz hate today, by wearin a crooked logo 

Watch out for tha blow hoe, and leavin you bitches in tha mist 

And if you niggaz don't trip on me, then I wont bust yo shit 

Plus my click be tha ruffest, not sayin we tha toughest 

But stoneycrook niggaz, been known to come out wit tha ruckus 

Fuck you who say fuck us, and all y'all niggaz who be hatin' 

Cappin, cause you can't fade me, runnin up on me daily 

But baby, it's mo' complicated, than you can see 

Words lose all meanin', when niggaz see niggaz gleamin' 

So don't you even think that you can get outta this 

So bitch, to get me to this point, you must really got me pissed 

I'm twist and dismember, choppin down nigga timber 

Kodac moment remember, this crooked nigga a rippla 

Chorus [x2] 

Whatchallwannado? if you trip, then we bomb first 

Pull out tha guns first, chiff until I lungs hurt 

I know bombin', but tha rippla finna bomb worse 

Look at us come first, best believe be bomb worse 

[mr. lucci] 

Welcome to tha wild, wild west, tha southside, it's me, a killa 

Fuck billy tha kid nigga, it's lucci tha wig splitta 

Like tyson a hard hitta, toe tag deala 

A brain spilla, body chilla, mind thrilla, fuck it, killa 

On tha grind for my scrilla, rhymin' hard, workin strong 

Chiffin smoke up in my long, still my whole bag gon 

I live long, for doin wrong, cause wit my crooks, man it's on 

Leave a nigga dome blown, or up shit creek, all alone 

For bumpin his grill, he must thought he was go cheat one, 4 real 

Now he killed, 6 feet he feel, surrounded by mob skillz 

Crooked is as crooked does, like crooked thugs 

And crooked hugs and crooked slugs and crooked luv 

It ain't neva enuff, until I whip it out my holsta 

Cocked back ready to roast ya, on every wanted poster 

Stayin' high like a vulture, inflictin' pain from smoke 

Those crooked soljaz smokin, let tha coroner dispose ya 

Chorus [x2] 

[c-pone] 

I been quick to cause a tragedy, fuckin wit my faculty 

Bullets sprayed rapidly, now they died from my fatality 

Fuck those who try to battle me, this rap shit is a mastery 

Bomb viciously, leavin tha whole scene full of catastrophes 

Hollow my calvary, when I feel danger in tha mist 

Now I'm pissed, wit a clutched fist 

Around they ashton and my 45th 

No mo lift, in these shady niggaz in fleets 

We be deadlier than a weed blunt dipped in phaldahyde and morphine 

Sparklin' clean up through tha industry 

Lyrics at yo weak feet, they notice me 

Due to my unique style of texas poetry 

Blowin these, wack mc's, who refuse to give our props 

Platinum hitz from tha stoneycrook click, til we all sittin on top 

When tha rippla drop, best believe we comin wit bombs 

Turnin' yo average house party, into a modern day vietnam 

Run up if you want some, we clash like titans 

Aint no collaboration deadlier than stoneycrook and I come 

Chorus [x2]