Crook Firm “Airplane Mode” (E.G.O.) Soring off this indoe Take a hit of weed while recording this intro Surrounded by my G’s Word Sip, he the big bro And DJ Addition They see a brother’s vision A yard in the back Marble island in the kitchen Gifted so I’m chilling Wise cause I listen I do it for my son Smoove life is what I’m living Do work and go get it DJs got us spinning That’s airplay bro Cause in the studio I sell these on airplane mode Sit back and just watch where these airplanes go around the world and then some and I’mma let my friends come but not the ones hating see them on the ground look down and start waving the land of success bet I’ll never follow Satan luckily me and God closer then related the devil’s on the sneak he tried to dial our number but we can’t be reached (Hook) I’m tired of ya’ll calling me So I put my phone on airplane mode I’m sorry I can’t be reached But ya’ll don’t have nothing I want I’m trying to get paid So If you’re talking money leave a message at the beep Grinding night and day Go hard or go harder that’s what my team believes. (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) 6 A.M. Big K.R.I.T.’s screaming, “Wake Up!!!!!” With the help of a saxophone Wipe the cold out my eye And threw the swagger on He we go again Bullshit never ends Trying to make these ends meet But it feels like I never can U never notice Pushing to start You’re just starting to push Shorty’s coping me shit Still getting lost in her Puss She loves me ambition Knows your man’s on his damn mission No Cruze But nothing is impossible from where your man’s sitting Go hard or go harder Like home don’t exist Tomorrow’s not promised Today will only last for a bit 24 hours to live What you gonna do with your time Spend it with ratchet ass women That want to screw with your mind Or niggas that claim they’re your fam Act like you owe then your gland But you never remember them put a thing in your hands Fuck them Get on your grind Don’t let them get in your mind All you need is your team The rest can listen to your answering machine (Hook 2) I’m tired of ya’ll calling me So I put my phone on airplane mode I’m sorry I can’t be reached But ya’ll don’t have nothing I want I’m trying to get paid So If you’re talking money leave a message at the beep Grinding night and day Go hard or go harder that’s what my team believes. (Hector Marciano) Ya’ll go hard or go home Why even bother You’ll be napping on the couch I’m on my grind going harder Got my hands on everything The say I’m greedy I say I gotta Do it for my cousin that said I may not make it to see us balling I’ll be lying if I said I only do it for the fans I’m doing it for me Nya’s bout to be three After years pass by These new rap guys Talking like their stomach full Looking like something to eat Rap game only looking big enough for my team Airplane mode on no bullshit We can’t be reached No, no Trying to interfere with the smoovement You think you’re fucking with us You must be juicing. Bars a handsmith Lines ain’t that strong Working off of my flow Trying to say that it’s yours Sounding like my lady when she’s singing along Mistaken for hard Identified the shit is fraud. (Hook 3)(2x) I’m tired of ya’ll calling me So I put my phone on airplane mode I’m sorry I can’t be reached But ya’ll don’t have nothing I want I’m trying to get paid So If ur talking money leave a message at the beep Grinding night and day Go hard or go harder that’s what my team believes.

Crook Firm “Very Smoove Gang” (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) Never thinking about haters Never dusty affiliated Get rid of bum ass dudes in your crew If you wanna make moves Cause they don’t want u to make it I don’t have no patients for no crab niggas Got fam, don’t have niggas For them niggas talking shit Better ask what happened to them last niggas Ha ha Smoover than your girl’s new weave Laughing at these lame niggas Still trying to prove we Ain’t nothing special While their chicks tyring to platinumize our dicks Trying to find out ways to tell them bye And that they’re flying with Them niggas that go hard or go harder Like they just don’t know where home is Got these kittens squirting and swallowing nut Like we told them to hold our kids You don’t know about this And you probably never will Smoove is something you get from birth There ain’t no smoove manual Well I could give you directions But you gotta walk the path One step off course Then you’re too close to bum ass Then there’s nothing I can do I’m not slipping up for you Lame is a sickness I’m eternal very smoove gang (Hook) I’m on that Conjour Yeah that Ludajac Them ladies stop and stare They like who is that Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Swagger haunt you I be ghost with your boo man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! The bomb over seas Roll with them troops man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Fly with some bad Bees Leave them pigeons on the stoop fam (Hector Marciano) It’s them Smoove Gang crooks This is how it looks When your back against the wall And only option is to push whole team on this same page On this money mission book That’s why our swag’s fly While yours is on foot Fly like a jet Sting like a hollow I be in Crooks and Castles With my Livi cargos Feeling like the governor Schwarzenegger Arnold Cause we go hard or go harder It’s the motto Yeah!!! Smoove Nigga, Smoove Gang Got your shorty all up in the pocket like loose change Better yet pool games That little quit thang See we the shit nigga Poop stain Now her girls wanna kick it Lukang Coo coo for those Co co puffs Birds for that cocaine Got Apo and E.G.O. talking white What a fucking smoove day Just another smoove night (Hook 2) I’m on that Conjour Yeah that Ludajac Them ladies stop and stare They like who is that Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Swagger haunt you I be ghost with your boo man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! The bomb over seas Roll with them troops man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Fly with some bad Bees Leave them pigeons on the stoop fam (E.G.O.) E.G.O.tistical and argent Modest I ain’t hearing it Oxygen a bitch Back shots your boy’s airing it Apparently you’re feeling us Every time you’re hearing us And we on our smoove shit True Religion wearing While staring and comparing us To kings, presidents, and such Better than a Jacob cut Richer than a Mitus touch Try your luck I bet a couple thou’ You bet a hundred bucks I does it up Smoove boy infinit in your mouth trick Swallow that and hush up It’s Smoove Gang What’s up Sexy ladies rush up To touch up on my tattoos Ha-choo I just sneezed a trip to Jamaica That’s very Smoove Gang I would say little hater Your girl came on her own I didn’t make her And shhhhh That’s her sleeping in my bed don’t wake her But take her in the morning Then shut the door yawning Left them on the porch In a storm and That’s very Smoove Gang (Hook 3) I’m on that Conjour Yeah that Ludajac Them ladies stop and stare They like who is that Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Swagger haunt you I be ghost with your boo man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! The bomb over seas Roll with them troops man Smoove Nigga!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!!! Smoove Nigga!!!!! Smoove Gang!!!!!! Fly with some bad Bees Leave them pigeons on the stoop fam

Crook Firm “Little Guy” Ft. G-Money (Intro) Ha Oh you mad you a little guy Little birdy Bitch ass He a little guy Acting like he big He a little guy Barry me inside the bank when the real die (Vs. Hector Marciano) Little guy, litte man, litte dude Eating a little bit Lunchables, little food Thinking they little smart Nah, they’re little fools Little show, little money With their little crew You a little sick Give him a little soup Back to his normal little lines And his little booth I be that big nigga Put a big smile on your little groupy Cause she see me doing big shit You little dooky Mice turd We barely even notice But still so disgusted By you little rodents Automatic doors I walk towards them They get opened Put that mouth on Piffy Breath in, but she wasn’t smoking Oh no Oh Yep (G-Money) I guess they be cool as wax floors, baby bottom We be the fucking smoovest Enjoy the breeze from the coolest Piece signs to them losers Leave that rough life in the past Prepare for smoove up in your future Yeah!!!!!!!!!!! (Hook G-Money) Uh! Yeah the Firm’s on blare Take a bitch ankles Introduce them to her head A real nigga Two fake, one dead That’s that shit that got me focused on my bread Phony’s a little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Talking shit Iight but he’s never trying me (Vs. E.G.O.) Pardon my smoove nigga tendencies Leave all my music to remember me My specialty Is executing beats While I feast on you little guys When will you realize My guy bosses Inspired by the walkers Little guy talker Made your girl look better when she in my flying saucer Shorty fell in love with my Smoove Gang roster Plus I copped some purple Got her smoking like Rasta Crooked brother F you if you hate me And mother F your Gam Gam Word to Kevin Spaci See your girl on a late night Chelsea lately Chewy trying to take me Little guy syndrome Someone check his Can you tell me what was in them Pull him to the side Give this little guy some wisdom Don’t talk tough want war come and get some lames hear my music and it kills them Smoove!!!!!! (Hook G-Money) Uh! Yeah the Firm’s on blare Take a bitch ankles Introduce them to her head A real nigga Two fake, one dead That’s that shit that got me focused on my bread Phony’s a little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Talking shit Iight but he’s never trying me (Vs. G.A.L.A.X.Y.) G.A.L.A.X.Y. I’m all that and a family size of doritos Going hulk smash While ya’ll still trying to find your beast mode I’m Hercules, Hercules father with theses beats bro That means I’m a god Zeus Nobody electrifies me yo Now I’m not bragging I’m just telling it like it is Show me a dude that’s coming close I’ll show you a dude that’s just my kid Trying to follow inside of my footsteps and make it his own But you need open your eyes And recognize original No matter how far you look There is no clone I’m the new improved jolly green giant No dress Rocking True religions Stepping on you Keebler niggas Spinach in my pocket Puffing on that loud broccoli Walking high and mighty And I dare a nigga try and stop me Told your chick I was good Now she’s sucking on my mean green Crook Firm Nobody’s fucking with my mean Team Shutting up these dwarfs Sat squashing there spleen Fein All you hear from these little guys is No nigga! Please, please! (Hook G-Money) Uh! Yeah the Firm’s on blare Take a bitch ankles Introduce them to her head A real nigga Two fake, one dead That’s that shit that got me focused on my bread Phony’s a little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Little guy Little guy Little guy ain’t me Talking shit Iight but he’s never trying me (Outro) Ha Oh you mad you a little guy Little birdy Bitch ass He a little guy Acting like he big He a little guy Barry me inside the bank when the real die

Crook Firm “Till The End” ft. XL (Vs. 1) (E.G.O.) Ripping every show Ever since a youngin been gifted with the flow Only goes where the dough at Eyes on low Blowing dro where it grows at Watching the town with your girl That’s a Kodak Moment Hold that is what I tell a model When she see my Ball to the b y GI Joe No It’s GI Smoove And I move with XL A shame how sex sells A shame how the best sell out It’s a fact I’mma bounce before it come to that Facts in my head as my brain getting older Heavenly father I’m a soldier Sleeping on Mass Wake up and smell the folders Your girl, E.G.O. stole her Colder than the arctic My bros move the Iron Man Real Tony Stark ish Move when its barking X run the files While I kill Martians Smoove gang Spartan (Hook) (XL) Yeah I’mma fight for my life and fam I’mma fight till my life it ends Where the road goes all depends Till the end I’mma spit you what I know I’mma rip it at every show Making hits and chasing dough (Vs.2) (Hector Marciano) Till the end I’mma put a hundred percent Till these none believers see this vision through my lens I been on my business Been knew they was finished When I was on my grind They was on bitches But after the party I been Her mouth dentist Cause getting pussy was your main mission Mines was getting money now she’s trying to be my Mrs But it won’t be long till she remember It’s all about digits Before that Smoove Gang Before that loyalty Wish a nigga would say he go hard more than me Hop in mad at the mike like where the toilet be Got all cold in his nose when he recording me Yes was a skinny nigga poking out my chest Now I’m big and scary niggas wanna go and grab their techs Cause their crew telling them and they can see we’re next Crook Firm going for it like a Text Respect (Hook) Yeah I’mma fight for my life and fam I’mma fight till my life it ends Where the road goes all depends Till the end I’mma spit you what I know I’mma rip it at every show Making hits and chasing dough (Vs. 3) (XL) I’m old school I ain’t mad I still right raps with a pen and a pad It still wear jeans that sag Brass knuckles and a colt with an extra mag I’m loud I boast and brag I’m classic and you rappers are the next fad Next to the Crook Firm Watch and learn I paid dues and rolled dice while the world turns There ain’t shit you can do or say I seen it all from the window on the runway I seen dope rappers die over some gunplay I seen careers shine brighter than a sunray So your confused and you got it all twisted I’m not amused and I’m oh so gifted I kept pace while the rap world shifted You lost face and your fan base drifted (Hook) Yeah I’mma fight for my life and fam I’mma fight till my life it ends Where the road goes all depends Till the end I’mma spit you what I know I’mma rip it at every show Making hits and chasing dough

Crook Firm “We On” (E.G.O. Chant) Turn mommy on like a light switch Like a light switch Like a light switch You know that we on We’re the nicest We’re the nicest (E.G.O. Hook) I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain Mother fucker we on We ain’t lames You all games and your girl ain’t playing Hop inside my whip and we’re gone We done been through the fire Haters want us to retire If u sabotage the smoove The mother fucker it’s on I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain We on (Vs. E.G.O.) Oh yeah Let it be known That we on Weed strong Shit so sticky I can’t even role a bone Never alone Be with Smoove Gang You know them niggas in the spaceship K.U.K. and Hostile rolling with us Better get up and applaud These bars Go HAM Hot damn I remember the days in the Pan Me, my sisters, and G.A.L.A.X.Y. Scrounged to get spam Now a grand in my pocket Tinny portion of my profit Of the pocket Looking like I got a hobbit In my wallet I can’t call it When you’re telling me That shorty is your wifey On my facebook comment bro Her clique say she like me Wipe me Better yet wipe down the Smoove Gang You poop stain bum ass Broke is what you’re claiming I’m just saying where your funds at My bud like a gun clap Loud, yeah loud. And I’m proud to say my Smoove Gang Is the smoovest lyricist To ever make sound We On! (E.G.O. Hook 2 w/ E.G.O. Chant) I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain Mother fucker we on We ain’t lames You all games and your girl ain’t playing Hop inside my whip and we’re gone We done been through the fire Haters want us to retire If u sabotage the smoove The mother fucker it’s on I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain We on (Vs. Hector Marciano) It’s On Bills paid on time You ain’t moving work like you used to cause the y want mines Girl don’t fuck you like she used to cause she on mines Cowgirl undale to that finish line What a ride Cause Piff got that fire Compare her man to me Is like a volcano to a lighter Jesus to a liar Baby I’m the truth Threw my balls her way She got wet in the booth No clowning Blew her back out like a nuc That’s just what I do Beasting when they snooze Now watch them all try to dodge the hit like a Gew Black said force the fumble Now we’re going for the two We’re winning They’re losing I don’t know what they’re doing But it must be rough Cause the whole Firm’s smooving Mixing up that good hot shit Beef stewing Seconds mean we’re just being greedy with the movement You Love It? (E.G.O. Hook 2 w/ E.G.O. Chant) I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain Mother fucker we on We ain’t lames You all games and your girl ain’t playing Hop inside my whip and we’re gone We done been through the fire Haters want us to retire If u sabotage the smoove The mother fucker it’s on I’m only gonna tell you this one more ‘gain We on

Crook Firm “Spending” (Hook) I can see the shot clock ticking The night feels endless Bottles of that section Like the whole team infants Taking some picks with some bad fine woman Skip the whole damn line Cause the owner knows we’re spending I can’t even lie It’s probably just the liquor that got mami looking right See the spaceship don’t think and get in it Cause she see the way a nigga spending (Hector Marciano) Mami already know She see me taking henny shots chased with some rose Pulling out cash at the bar with my bro Make her wanna introducer herself and pull off her clothes Yeah!!!! She choosing But still claim she has class like a student Don’t worry mah only God can judge ya I just plus her Had her like mary jane Blowing smoke like a muffler And I bring green to the table like it’s piece for supper You love it? Fresh like vegetables Their swag mistery meet they will never know I they stacking or slacking Macing or acting Really that hood Trapping or ratting See me gripping the Martin like it’s a Aston But it’s just the Remi If not It’s the Henny (Hook 2) I can see the shot clock ticking The night feels endless Bottles of that section Like the whole team infants Taking some picks with some bad fine woman Skip the whole damn line Cause the owner knows we’re spending I can’t even lie It’s probably just the liquor that got mami looking right See the spaceship don’t think and get in it Cause she see the way a nigga spending (E.G.O.) I spend money like I spend time Time well spent Get your cause I get mine Ahhhh!!!! I kick sick rhymes to a thick dime Straddling my manhood She know we eating damn good And her girls do too Who’s you never ask Cause they all know the team spend green like a task Pockets on everlast Then I dash to some more cash Splash Check the forecast Raining all summer Nah it ain’t a bummer Judy moody When I do me truly Moving by the smoove code Hard like whisky And ya’ll dudes is Nuvo Bars like Mars Nah, no Bruno Sumo these rappers I kicks it so judo A trip to the mall Means I’m leaving with some luggage Then hit the strip club I’m just following my budget Hater move out the way You can’t see the Gang buzzing Like Marci ask your girlfriend do u love it (Hook 3) I can see the shot clock ticking The night feels endless Bottles of that section Like the whole team infants Taking some picks with some bad fine woman Skip the whole damn line Cause the owner knows we’re spending I can’t even lie It’s probably just the liquor that got mami looking right See the spaceship don’t think and get in it Cause she see the way a nigga spending (Bridge) E.G.O.: At the mall we be spending Marciano: Club we be spending E.G.O.: Got a J rolled Marciano: Liquor store blowing money in it E.G.O./Marciano: We spending Oh Shorty know that we spending Oh, oh, oh. E.G.O.: E.G.O. be spending Marciano: Marciano spending E.G.O.: All my ladies that be spending put ur lighters to the celling E.G.O./Marciano: We spending If you got it then spend it (Hook 4)(2x) I can see the shot clock ticking The night feels endless Bottles of that section Like the whole team infants Taking some picks with some bad fine woman Skip the whole damn line Cause the owner knows we’re spending I can’t even lie It’s probably just the liquor that got mami looking right See the spaceship don’t think and get in it Cause she see the way a nigga spending

Crook Firm “Getting It All Pt. 2” ft. J-Lives (Hook Hector Marciano) Don’t know what it is But I got that itch So I called my guy Tell him I need a fix Two seventy five a O Nine for the sniff Hit my cuzz and my bros Like lets move this shit I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood bitch I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood (Vs. Hector Marciano) I’m getting it all and I’m good I’m getting it all and I’m straight Married to this bitch named hustle Getting wedding cake Busted niggas staring me down Cause I aint from this place So I got to keep that cocked Like them eyes in Deebo’s face They be hatting when I move through That smoove dude Swag boo koo Put that gun down son Or get knocked out Like your pops used to It’s Friday on the first A lot clientele got their check Put my name on it like Nike Cop some Air Maxes and flex That’s all for half play I’m almost a quarter away to re-up I been weighing shit and bagging shit all day Shoe box, no safe Bread inside the case These niggas be telling on me that be smiling in my face That’s how these snakes get down Mad cause they can’t get down Mugging at the club with a cup Me, I got a fifth out Of Henney White girl up on that Lennzy Popping Molly like an Altoid They’re feeling pretty minty You love It? (Hook 2 Hector Marciano) Don’t know what it is But I got that itch So I called my guy Tell him I need a fix Two seventy five a O Nine for the sniff Hit my cuzz and my bros Like lets move this shit I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood bitch I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood (Vs. E.G.O.) Drug dealing Just to get a meal in Trying to make a million Stack my paper to the celling Haters treat me like a villain Cause every beat I’m killing Bro I get away with murder See a cop and I ain’t peeling Move that weight They call me great I tell her custy get to kneeling And cell it to your mom So mother F you and your feelings I’m your feeling Due to lack of flossing Boston awesome Got me coughing Something like an auction Get it off And shorty count my profit Cops want to lock me up cause the weapon I’m concealing Momma says I’m too smart So stop the dealing wheeling I’m a product of society Caking off variety No play when I was broke Now I got these bitties eying me I’m getting it all and I’m good Shorty started rolling my wood Asked her what’s her name and how she was She said Megan Good That’s ironic Or maybe just ebonic Drinking like an alcoholic Moving weight and smoking chronic Bitch I get it (Hook 3 Hector Marciano) Don’t know what it is But I got that itch So I called my guy Tell him I need a fix Two seventy five a O Nine for the sniff Hit my cuzz and my bros Like lets move this shit I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood bitch I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood (Vs. J-Lives) I’m getting more money than you think boy More accounts in my house than your bank boy. Boy Was taught by a old G Everything I touch Best believe I charge a fee Yeah My swag fresher than a new range Or should I say at a sink like Two Chains Throwing crack to your girl Tell her brush it off Four and one on these hoes Like I practice golf Yeah Take trips in the summer time Send mans for all the mortars Cause he’s next in line Keep a duffle full of ammo cause you never know He said he stopping my bread Well he’s next to go Everybody slacking off while we’re counting cash He invest in his business I got a private stash Yeah Put your best shooters in the game Clip you from a distance Hurt your money outta range (Hook 4 Hector Marciano)(2x) Don’t know what it is But I got that itch So I called my guy Tell him I need a fix Two seventy five a O Nine for the sniff Hit my cuzz and my bros Like lets move this shit I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood bitch I’m getting it all and I’m good (2x) Copped that out of town then moved it all in my hood

Crook Firm “Close Enough” (Hector Marciano) It’s been a minute Forgot your body was like damn I had a girl, u had a man But now single’s how we stand Is you with it You have to understand Let’s take advantage of this chance And we don’t need any plans cause (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) Here we are Finally You and me Can’t believe it’s been a grip since I’ve seen you I missed the way we chilled in school I’m glad we got a chance to kick it For a minute I’ve been livid Because I fell out of touch with you Ooo I got a lot of things to say to you Oooo oooo (Hook) With your body on top of mine And you feel me deep in your spine You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough Holding me tight and you won’t let go Till you feel me deep in your soul You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough (Marciano) You love it? This is just a start You’re telling me mine name But do you know where you are On this spaceship That waist lift That slow ride she takes Telling me she saved it Wanna feel what I came with (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) I wanna show you All of my dreams And all of the things I wanna do to you Give your body what it deserves Girl I’m gonna put in work Come here girl And let me see how perfection taste Licking slow below your waist Ooo I love that look on your face Of pleasure Expecting rainy weather Ooooo Your style, your grace The smile on your face Is what keeps me stuck on you Got a lot that I need to prove To you (Hook 2) With your body on top of mine (Hey) And you feel me deep in your spine You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough (Never) Holding me tight and you won’t let go (Ooooh) Till you feel me deep in your soul You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough (E.G.O.) Trying to act gutter but I miss Kiss her on the head she replied with a whisper in my ear she understands cause she did too back in school I never was her man but I planned that I would be she could be my wife but that’s later on in life now let’s talk about tonight she getting right off that Nuvo sitting on my lap she said you think your cute afterwards, mah put on my hat then she said lay in the bed but it weren’t to take a nap so I gave that ass a smack so fat wasn’t lumpy looked back and just laughed then she put on something comfy jumped inside of bed trying to show me Vici’s secret see through all red yeah I know I’m bout to beat It started feeling on her legs as she begs to get closer on a trip to pleasure and I’m a designated shofar put my hammer in the holster poster worthy hottie dancing on the kid and we ain’t even at a party with your body. (Hook 3) (Your body!!!!) With your body on top of mine And you feel me deep in your spine You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough Holding me tight and you won’t let go (Let Goooo) Till you feel me deep in your soul You will never be Close enough You could never be close enough

Crook Firm “I Does This” (Hook) I does this. In the most expensive clothes They don’t ask about the price Cause they already know That I does this. All about my cash Subtract him out the equation If he fucking with the math Bitch I does this! What your team doesn’t? On that paper chase We can hear that dough coming Bitch I does this. What you’re trying to do we done did it Sox on our fitteds Bosses on their business I does this. (E.G.O.) Spitting infernos I does this Wak rappers looking like urinals On you boys I’m pissing Flipping chickens Call me Colonel No K.F.C. Write in your journal E.G.O. is eternal I does this Niggas talking heat until I burn them Someone better learns them I’ll hit them in the sternum Sick of niggas getting props And didn’t even earn them Unknown to the smoove and On is what I turn them Light switch the nicest that you ever seen before black girls white chicks where my latino brauds that like this smoove shit that I’m writing saying it’s exciting no plumbing but I’m piping strike like lightning talk like thunder do it in the game till I’m the opposite of under dog hater who? ya’ll better know I ball looking for someone who does this you know who to call little momma (Hook 2) I does this. In the most expensive clothes They don’t ask about the price Cause they already know That I does this. All about my cash Subtract him out the equation If he fucking with the math Bitch I does this! What your team doesn’t? On that paper chase We can hear that dough coming Bitch I does this. What you’re trying to do we done did it Sox on our fitteds Bosses on their business I does this. (Hector Marciano) I does this better than a lot of them Thinking they’re numero uno They hear me No they’re not the one Just being honest son Like the candle on your first birthday I’m the hottest one Just like a rocket huh Go off and leave a lot of carnage one Word to my big cuzz that always gotta pop and run Cause right now the Firm ain’t hearing shit Leave red cool-ad stains in your shirt If you all up in the mix And don’t know the flavor You just talking all loud And making a scene But you’re sounding like bitch You’re sounding like my ms. When she say she miss piff Do anything for my attention Cause it’s focus on the chip Bitch I does this Point the real to the fake E.G.O. asked me bout his braud I told him bro get cake We control our own fate Being broke And love Or rich and famous All these millions that we make Bitch I does this (Hook 3) I does this. In the most expensive clothes They don’t ask about the price Cause they already know That I does this. All about my cash Subtract him out the equation If he fucking with the math Bitch I does this! What your team doesn’t? On that paper chase We can hear that dough coming Bitch I does this. What you’re trying to do we done did it Sox on our fitteds Bosses on their business I does this.

Crook Firm Memoirs Of A Killer ft. Reject (Hook) (Hector Marciano) Yeah!!!!! Do you remember where the fuck I been The road been stretching for a year But it ain’t close to end (E.G.O.) Yu!!!!! Do you remember who the fuck I be The one you slept on when it wasn’t safe to sleep (Reject) Burly!!!!! It was me that you teased Now the tables half turned The last face you see is me (Marciano) Do you remember who been killing shit(2x) (Vs. Marciano) I’m back killing White mask It ain’t safe Family be the one put you down Smile in your face Say you look good How you been, with their fake ass Love represented with hugs And fake laugh I remember I was last when we played tag If I could who to sacrifice It’d be their ass Yeah Welcome to the mind of a psycho They wonder why I rather use a kitchen knife for It could’ve been a chainsaw Or a rifle But I love that surprised look from a stab as they die slow Pull it out blood dripping The hurt feeling on them fades Then they die slow What a rush I never get enough Till I dile my pants down Then the whole worlds fuck No trust This is what I does Black heart where there was meant to be love Yeah!!!!! (Hook) (Hector Marciano) Do you remember where the fuck I been The road been stretching for a year But it ain’t close to end (E.G.O.) Yu!!!!! Do you remember who the fuck I be The one you slept on when it wasn’t safe to sleep (Reject) Burly!!!!! It was me that you teased Now the tables half turned The last face you see is me (Marciano) Do you remember who been killing shit(2x) (Vs. E.G.O.) I have a dream That you bums see me in your nightmares Can’t escape the wrath of a brother on the road to be the greatest Tell your girl we made You hate it How she love to rub my balls On my Freddie Crooger Loser you are just a Chucky doll I will never stall When I’m calling out cowards Smacking lames faces Brother where’s my baby powder So don’t sleep or the beast will devour Your heart and your soul My lyrics always hot at the same time cold Leave you niggas froze with the shocked home alone face Smoove you can’t knock Suckers really need to stop Little bro G said Bro you made her mouth drop She’s impressed by my kick game Spit game How my name is Freddie And I keep my aim steady For you lames acting petty Cut my weed up with machete Or claws No flaws When I spit bars Crooger (Hook) (Hector Marciano) Yeah!!!!! Do you remember where the fuck I been The road been stretching for a year But it ain’t close to end (E.G.O.) Yu!!!!! Do you remember who the fuck I be The one you slept on when it wasn’t safe to sleep (Reject) Burly!!!!! It was me that you teased Now the tables half turned The last face you see is me (Marciano) Do you remember who been killing shit(2x) (Vs. Reject) I’m putting the hammer down I’m simply a villain now I’m constantly Killing these rappers Yeah they’re fucking meat I’m fucking grinding them down through a vice Vorhi My name Fuck romance you can suck through my pipe And Nicki Manaj is nothing but white But you wouldn’t save her In your mind I don’t know Might as well get a kick back roll with a set Yeah I got a sick flow When we’re spitting Yeah you better get low Hostile Firm Straight from the ghetto North Maine street Is a strip show Horry movie every single day on the week All you see is Body after body murder and party after party yacked off the Bacardi and Percocet and coke when you’re fucked up that’s when I come through and I slit that throat oh you ain’t know I been dead for a grip now So nothing will phase me kid Hanging you by your feet While Freddie puts you fags to sleep Mya’s been a hommie for a minute now Back in the nineties We used to diminish clown They call me Jason V A.K.A. Burly (Hook) (Hector Marciano) Yeah!!!!! Do you remember where the fuck I been The road been stretching for a year But it ain’t close to end (E.G.O.) Yu!!!!! Do you remember who the fuck I be The one you slept on when it wasn’t safe to sleep (Reject) Burly!!!!! It was me that you teased Now the tables half turned The last face you see is me (Marciano) Do you remember who been killing shit(2x)

Crook Firm “Crooked Firm” ft G-Money (Hook) We in the studio cooking Fritz coming with the beat Brother good looksin Bad bitches in the back Yeah we got them hooked in Their man ain’t with them So they’re chilling with the crooks and They say we’re crooked (2x) Fly girls with us and they’re giving up their cookies They say we’re crooked (2x) Life ain’t straight so we live life crooked (Hector Marciano) Crooked letter move with two Os Do you comprehend When our night just start Then it start to end Missed the nigga with the champagne I’m copping Henney Leave where the lames bitch Cause she was clocking ends She like how them niggas get to puff all that refer Didn’t know that was us playing out the speakers Now she cut her man short like a fucking ceaser The only way he’s in top is when he cops Adidas Yeah!!!! She’s so crooked Went straight to the head like a moosh Piffy!!! To the head like a facial Then I dismiss her ass like a grand jury Case closed I hear u niggas with the same flow Screaming ya’ll let them things blow Then let them things go If you about that life Please be bout that life Since they took the general I swear my mind ain’t been right Bitch I’m crooked (Hook 2) We in the studio cooking Fritz coming with the beat Brother good looksin Bad bitches in the back Yeah we got them hooked in Their man ain’t with them So they’re chilling with the crooks and They say we’re crooked (2x) Fly girls with us and they’re giving up their cookies They say we’re crooked (2x) Life ain’t straight so we live life crooked (G-Money) And yes I live it Apologize for my sinning And if he don’t forgive Fuck it, cause it’s how I live Yeah crooked That’s crooked You’re booking scared shooken simply lemon and sweet hoping that we overlook it not me I’m too G Like I stuttered on my seventh letter Kill all the referees Cause I call these shots better Yeah that’s that boss shit That Lyrical Starz Do not give a fuck about you But you’re gonna know just who we are Staying loud I smoke much That’s chief keef So bang bang on your misses Talk so hard she came through Then that bitch straight to the dentist That’s Denise It’s CF society Live life like menace And my niggas waist no money Every minute we be in it Bet your lady gets it Birthday suited up And yes her mind is the business While you trying to close it down Crooked life, we hold it down Different mother same attitude toward that brown (Hook3) We in the studio cooking Fritz coming with the beat Brother good looksin Bad bitches in the back Yeah we got them hooked in Their man ain’t with them So they’re chilling with the crooks and They say we’re crooked (2x) Fly girls with us and they’re giving up their cookies They say we’re crooked (2x) Life ain’t straight so we live life crooked (E.G.O.) E-G-O Yes E-G-O C.F. G and C.E.O. I’ve sold that green I’ve sold that blow Them others you don’t have to know Hard is what I have to go While smoking dro And smacking hoes But only on their asses though Spark a blunt and pass it bro Maze got a zig rolled G got a zig rolled And I got one Let’s turn this bitch into a fish bowl Fish hoes get none Them hoes stanky No hanky panky The rap game’s baby The mic is my blanky Word to Mr. Fritz Why thank me Can’t be a lame nigga Concrete smoove so I’mma always be the same nigga came with a squadron applaud when you want to I’m already dead this my ghost here to haunt you I’m C.F. C4 nigga I’ll bomb you wrong dude to fuck with listen to the hook cause your girl ain’t with you so she probably with the crooks (Hook 4) We in the studio cooking Fritz coming with the beat Brother good looksin Bad bitches in the back Yeah we got them hooked in Their man ain’t with them So they’re chilling with the crooks and They say we’re crooked (2x) Fly girls with us and they’re giving up their cookies They say we’re crooked (2x) Life ain’t straight so we live life crooked

Crook Firm Hermione Granger ft. Young Mistah (Intro)(E.G.O.) Like I’m in a rolling sport Never speak my name Yes sir Spin them ziggies Never speak my name like Voldemort Spin them ziggies like I’m in a rolling sport Hatting niggas never speak my name like Voldemort Yes sir Spin them ziggies Spin them ziggies never speak my name (Hook Young Mistah) I’m swerving in my lane screaming fuck life I keep my 2pac nigga Thug life Holler if your money’s right I am no stranger White girl magic Hermione Granger Pockets so deep Money flux like faders And I got that weed make you breathe like Vador Team on uppers Downers don’t phase us White girl magic Hermione Granger (Vs. Mistah) You hit me up What you need? Sticky, no seeds or a high price ticket to the nose bleeds? White girls Light girls White girl mostly Pockets on flame and your girl’s getting toasty Marciano told me Give them crack flow till they O.D. That’s the standard totem You could hold me Up on my team Know it’s up Fuck is up With you bitches We own the night With no intentions to split it And my intent is to get it all day Smoove Gang We them cool kids chilling in the hallway Graduate all A’s Swagger on pompay Explosive erosions Mistah cause waves in the ocean Need the remedy I got the posion Merlin My women like to chill So I take that bitch to Berlin Futuristic sex till her toes get to curling Then jump in my shuttle A nigga get to swerving Fuck life (Hook 2) I’m swerving in my lane screaming fuck life I keep my 2pac nigga Thug life Holler if your money’s right I am no stranger White girl magic Hermione Granger Pockets so deep Money flux like faders And I got that weed make you breathe like Vador Team on uppers Downers don’t phase us White girl magic Hermione Granger (Vs. Hector Marciano) She love it She see me getting paid She turns on the radio and hears me getting play Spot light on me and I ain’t even on the stage And ain’t even In a barber shop but still getting faded Outrageous These hatters Mad cause I put my town on I’m the Mayor Nigga I know They know When I say go I have them hoes jumping like kangaroos Kango Pesos Never that She fuck me cause I’m cute She fuck you cause you’re tricking Licking the bum ass that ain’t smoove Piffy swag be on over time Crook and Castle Niggas thinking it’s my clothing line Start pissing on them Now it’s time for a leak Lives I couldn’t say it better All these rap niggas weak Watch this white girl magic coke shows Grab a seat Watch the team blow Front rows Get nose bleeds (Hook 3) I’m swerving in my lane screaming fuck life I keep my 2pac nigga Thug life Holler if your money’s right I am no stranger White girl magic Hermione Granger Pockets so deep Money flux like faders And I got that weed make you breathe like Vador Team on uppers Downers don’t phase us White girl magic Hermione Granger (E.G.O.) As I’m slithering through Gryffindor Bed knobs and broom sticks Magic when I’m spitting raw Flipping star Yes I am shinning on another land Telescope your planet It was swarming with a bunch of scrams Fudge it lam sweet tarts Frosting with a little sugar Boogers in my nose That’s the title that you’ll go by Fifteen chilling with King and Apo I was so high Taught me how to move white Wrong but was so right Put the kid on Now E.G.O. on all night Radio greenery Youtube scenery Internet network Strive to do the best work Shot out to my dealer cause he strive to get the best purp Step jerk Before you get bum ass on my fresh shirt Yes sir spin them ziggies like I’m in a rolling sport Teleport Houdini style After I banged her White girl magic Hermione Granger (Hook 4) I’m swerving in my lane screaming fuck life I keep my 2pac nigga Thug life Holler if your money’s right I am no stranger White girl magic Hermione Granger Pockets so deep Money flux like faders And I got that weed make you breathe like Vador Team on uppers Downers don’t phase us White girl magic Hermione Granger

Crook Firm “Using Me” (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) I’m tired of you using me as a ventilation system to blow out hot air You know that’s really not fair What if I just not care And tell you kick boulders I hope you break your toe girl I’m not trying to hear that bull You’re trying to put inside my ear But since I care for you I sit back and listen Tell me his mannerisms And I tell you how he’s living But what really erks me is that you don’t really get it Time is money And you should be paying me for every single minute A piece of your pie will do just fine Or show up to shows Every once in a while I’m not really asking for much Just want to know if you’re by my side It never fails that every time That I call you it’s an issue Oh I’m sorry I gotta ask my man if I can come chill with you Chick please!!!!!!!!! Do you tell him you call me every time he dis Did you tell him that you were sucking my dick on new years cause pissed you Off Had the dick Cause your titties look like socks And bitch fuck you You can piss off (Hook) I’m sick and tired Of your crying Then you go back all the time And do the same old thing Do the same old thing I’m sick and tired of your crying then you put that on my mind I’m tired of you using me Tired of you using me Yeah, yeah (E.G.O.) Used and abused And accused of the same shit All the want is the grain They remain nameless Ain’t putting you on blast But I’m aiming Let you smell your own shit Because you stanking Now I’m thinking What was I thinking Same lame dudes ain’t around when I’m sinking But God has his eyes on me No Blinking That’s why my career do the opposite of shrinking Write stories with the ink pen Or with the ipod About them using me as someone to rely on Leave me shoulderless when I need one to cry on But it’s cool fool I’mma get my shine on Still get my grind on And keep my mind on the smoove shit And not on the bullshit Cause I’m gonna lose it And smack who mooching Leave them with the grim reaper smooching I am what the truth is (Hook 2) I’m sick and tired Of your crying Then you go back all the time And do the same old thing Do the same old thing I’m sick and tired of your crying then you put that on my mind I’m tired of you using me Tired of you using me Yeah, yeah (Hector Marciano) I fucked up You caught me cheating I thought I lucked up That you wasn’t leaving Stupid me how wasn’t I fucking peeping Out there explaining myself Morning to the evening Don’t say shit when you’re out all weekend Cause deep inside I thought I owed you but we’re even It was my bed you sleep My crib you eat in Them expensive ass shoes that you squeeze your feet in I bought it all It’s time to stop it all Bringing my baby around the next nigga I saw it all Was blind to the fact that we went way back high school asking opinion on my new track your girls told you do you I see you done that You can keep the jewels and clothes I don’t want that Just time with my kid Mah you the past Finish googling holtes And use that bus pass (Hook 3) I’m sick and tired Of your crying Then you go back all the time And do the same old thing Do the same old thing I’m sick and tired of your crying then you put that on my mind I’m tired of you using me Tired of you using me Yeah, yeah

Crook Firm “Sex Ed’ Ft. MassPike Milez (Hook MassPike) Girl I know your waiting For my presentation When I put my hands on you I’m gonna put it down down No need for hesitation My sex drive’s racing I’m feeling like you’re ready baby Reading body language baby Flip your body like I’m flipped in the matrix Study curse on your body baby Sex, sex, sex education Sex, sex, sex education (E.G.O.) Chilling in the classroom Smoove wit my red cup Heads up There’s gonna be a test on sexing Yes I’m the man for the answers Student by day at night she’s a dancer Planter’s Giver her presentation, no words I be studying your curves I’m a nerd for your curriculum Shorty winking at me so I know I’m bout to get me some Marijuana twisting while she already hitting one Passed class with ease Give that girl an A But she got Double Ds Doesn’t need any tutoring Always in her dorm Her roommates think I’m moving in Addicted to the smoove Now she’s moving with the smoovement In sex ed I’m never snoozing Baby girl kitty cat Cruzing for a brewsing Puff a dooby then we get it it No hesitation our sex drive’s racing and shorty better buckle up hellow to forever love (Hook 2) Girl I know your waiting For my presentation When I put my hands on you I’m gonna put it down down No need for hesitation My sex drive’s racing I’m feeling like you’re ready baby Reading body language baby Flip your body like I’m flipped in the matrix Study curse on your body baby Sex, sex, sex education Sex, sex, sex education (Hector Marciano) I pulled up on her Like gym class She said what’s good with you She know I get math Hundred percent smoove Adding ever since I remember So relations get divided over ends She heard where I been But never cared about history F it She got them Ds You can see them Grade A breast’s You ain’t never learned Piff ain’t nothing to mess with Got that gateway drug That leave the others in a second Got her speaking out It’s time to teach her a lesson It feels like the end is nowhere near Detention Mamma pay attention Sex drive hell of driven To home ed Heating up in the kitchen Taste, taste testing every inch of your body Got her down for the count Like she took karate Show and tell my project I worked on it all night and for extra I’ll work on it all day (Hook 3) Girl I know your waiting For my presentation When I put my hands on you I’m gonna put it down down No need for hesitation My sex drive’s racing I’m feeling like you’re ready baby Reading body language baby Flip your body like I’m flipped in the matrix Study curse on your body baby Sex, sex, sex education Sex, sex, sex education (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) Every time I come around she talking shit Talking bout You ain’t tearing nothing down Please you can’t handle this Told her don’t mistake me for them lames that you be freaking with Young with an old soul Trust me I can teach you a couple tricks Ask my professors Told me sex should be my profession Pointed me in the right direction Now I got my own text book of lesson Body language telling me that she want to take a class Poured a couple of shot of Henney and told her to take a glass Once she started sipping She got loose and stopped the tripping Now she’s looking like she’s ready To start this sex session I’m bout to prove I got the skills she needs Got her body open like a book I can’t put down Understand it’s language like it’s from my hometown I told her bring your body near And let MassPike tell you what’s the deal (Hook 4) Girl I know your waiting For my presentation When I put my hands on you I’m gonna put it down down No need for hesitation My sex drive’s racing I’m feeling like you’re ready baby Reading body language baby Flip your body like I’m flipped in the matrix Study curse on your body baby Sex, sex, sex education Sex, sex, sex education

Crook Firm “Take You On A Ride” (E.G.O.) She said her man got a fake whip Ride in my She said her man got a fake whip She wanna ride in my spaceship Yeah Ahhh Smoove rides Long walks Down at the beach Later kicking in the sheets Sweet or maybe we can meet in the galaxy with G.A.L.A.X.Y. and a couple girls that rather be with the smoove instead of lames who say they’re smoove but are not actually and actually they crack me up claiming that they got you but I know that they ain’t got you cause you told me that I got you let me fly you out to Venus treat the ziggie like a secret keep it just between us then she gave me brains and I said you is a genius she missing E.G.O. when I’m gone but she know that when I come back home it’s on roll a bone and let’s get lifted while we listen to this song sing along while you dancing control my vision then she gave me her pastry like she Angela Simmons I’m kidding and the Smoove Gang swing it But Piff will have to let you know After G.A.L.A.X.Y. sing it (Hook) (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) Girl If you wanna fly through the sky Then you should come roll with me I’ll take you on a smoove ride We can explore the Galaxy I’ll do whatever you like You know I got what you need So let’s ride (Hector Marciano) Airplane mode The campaign goes Crook Firm Smoove Gang Champaign flow We’re popping Her and the damn dame knows Hands in the air to get gamed at the show They with it Trying to take off in a minute She love to be submissive I love to be in charge Got down if the grass cut in the yard No top on the car She floating Never climax while looking at a star She never climax while looking at the stars Ask her who’s it is She said what you wanna be called Daddy, Piffy, Baby Got, damn Baby it’s good Bed shaking like an engine underneath the hood Thought she was in paradise We’re only in the hood Grabbed her ankles while she looked up at her foot (Hook) If you wanna fly through the sky Then you should come roll with me I’ll take you on a smoove ride We can explore the Galaxy I’ll do whatever you like You know I got what you need So let’s ride (Bridge) (G.A.L.A.X.Y.) I heard you man got a fake whip Girl I got a spaceship And I wanna take you so high So baby come and ride with me Baby come and ride with me Said I heard your man had a fake Girl I got a spaceship And I’m gonna take you so high So high So ride with me Ride with me girl (Hook) If you wanna fly through the sky Then you should come roll with me I’ll take you on a smoove ride We can explore the Galaxy I’ll do whatever you like You know I got what you need So let’s ride

Crook Firm “When The Curtains Close” (Vs.1) (Hector Marciano) Isn’t this what you ask for The countdown for the spaceship to blast off The smoove breeze that pass through Blew your cap off Got a pound of that sticky Piff This just a sack ya’ll Yeah!!!! Now they’re hanging from my dick Told kiss they’re ass When I tried to tell them I’m the shit Now we’re getting spins and they’re just begging for a whiff cause you saw me fully broke thinking that you get a split bitch please (E.G.O.) you hear that smoove in your eardrum Hear drums banging Ranging and we’re reigning with the money Gotta use an umbrella when it’s sunny Could tell I ain’t a dummy Business swag More starved then hungry I’m a boss It’s a wrap, no mummy Honey you need to slide out With a Smoove nigga Smoove Gang smoovement Smoove man Before we leave take notes on how we do thangs nigga (Hook) When the curtains close we won’t be forgotten Three fly skulls Aiming for the stars and When the beat stops It’s followed by applause Take a bow Thank the people And thank God Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Standing ovation Long time waiting Had to be patient now I can taste it I can see it I just don’t want it mother fucker I need it (Vs.2) (E.G.O.) Ill!!!! Is that you on the stereo? (Marciano) You’re only seeing numbers when you’re putting in your area code (E.G.O.) Scary hoe My niggas be Poppin, No Mary bro Mari go round on them brawds in your town (Marciano) Hot like venereals we won’t stop now daddy need his pocket puffy dirty money thrown out (E.G.O.) going out, showing out got your speakers blowing out and G.A.L.A.X.Y.’s the reason excuse you we’re eating (Marciano) What, you have no manners Get fly quicker then a expedient planner (E.G.O.) Hand you a little of the smoove if you need it Grettings from smooville Too ill for medicine (Marciano) Bossville where your lady trying to be a resident Cause she know that money coming in like a settlement (E.G.O.) Settling our matters with the baddest of the dough It’s Piff and E.G.O. Now let me hear you scream before the curtains close (Hook 2) When the curtains close we won’t be forgotten Three fly skulls Aiming for the stars and When the beat stops It’s followed by applause Take a bow Thank the people And thank God Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Standing ovation Long time waiting Had to be patient now I can taste it I can see it I just don’t want it mother fucker I need it