Crazy feat. MC Breed

歌詞

They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts Crazy (lay a nigga down like what) 'Cause they don't know nothin 'bout me Trice is the truth, puncture your roof If what I enunciate ain't gettin through you Listen nigga, School Craft raised me Hey bay-bay, you don't wanna fuckin play with me I got the K covered up in the back Got the pistol on my side nigga, O stay strapped Stacks in the jeans, this is a natural thing I don't act out a movie, I'm actually the scene I pull up on the scene, nigga holla back With a bad bitch Italian and black They don't take double takes, they take Kodaks Coast through the club relaxed, where the V.I.P. at Coast under the cub, post underneath the duds Supposed to, I'm a muh'fuckin thug But they say he crazy cause he don't give a fuck First nigga play me, light his ass up They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts Crazy (lay a nigga down like what) 'Cause they don't know nothin 'bout me Yeah I'm crazy, the hood made me So O abide by the code on the daily Niggaz get it twisted, bitches get it twisted 'Cause I live like unrealistically Ay, my nigga Breed in the booth with me Motor City 'til them paul bearers dig me Underneath the soil Ain't no future in your frontin, nigga I'm Detroit loyal Oh so what you know karate? I know crazy Hit you with somethin leave your left side lazy Comin for the whole shebang, yup, believe that Take it like I want it, get behind ya like I need that 'Til I get more "Whassup's" than Martin Get drunk, come through, bust up the party Tonight, very night, Breed and Obie Trice You say our ass crazy, yeah you motherfuckin right They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts Crazy (lay a nigga down like what) Cause they don't know nothin 'bout me Say I need Ritalin, cause when the choppers start riddlin Bodies start droppin, disappearin Tempers start flarin, nigga nuttin up Ain't no comin back from that bruh Ay, bad days some faggot in a bag Give a fuck what neighborhood you at What Dilla dick you suckin, when the pistols buckin Lord knows someone family's sufferin And I ain't the nigga that'll start the beef I lay back, I ain't got a problem with G But lick her and niggaz like twelve hits of E Suicidal, somebody on their way to meet Jesus These demons keep chasin me Get away from me, or the AK speaks No wonder why they see him as a freak Say he crazy, in the muh'fuckin street They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a fuck Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts Crazy (lay a nigga down like what) 'Cause they don't know nothin 'bout me