keep me right on Get the video, fuck you so good Get the video, fuck you so good Crazy bitch, crazy bitch Crazy, bitch Hey! You're a crazy bitch But
the life of some real niggas Some real niggas, you'll never see what I've seen When I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead
from front to back To my people in the world, where the fuck you at? Where my niggaz is at? Where my niggaz is at? Where the fuck my bitches at? Where my bitches
spots Ha, yeah, suited up ready to dumbs out Thumbs out watch the motherfuckin' door With our guns out Hey yo yo hold up, stop the music man heh heh Y'all niggas is crazy
break ill, pop-drunks get the guns out Set the shit off with the full clips Niggas lookin' hard in the club - now whassup bitch? Whassup bitch?!! Pull
Yo, what's up with all these niggas On these muthafuckin' records talkin' all this bullshit I ain't tryin' to hear that shit, man These bitches ain't
gets hard as a pole. Fucked so many bitches think my dick went gold. I love the stripping bitches, dancing bitches, fat butt hoes. I love the high heeled bitches
me I'll snatch out your car Right in front of your goddamned bitch And beat you down right there I got more guns than anybody I got crazy guns, you know
had to kill the man Called up Raymond who is crazy as I am He got the ammo', he got much guns Trunk the funk, now, my posse is ready to pump the chumps
, here comes the nigga with the ruff, terror The paranoid, gots to get the boy Get your steel 'cuz I feel like a headbanger Yah, I got a gang of shits Styles guns
Like Porsches Thick, brown, and gorgeous It ain't my fault Semiautomatic weapons I brought The world "Crazy" I'm rich and I'm girl-crazy Dick 'em Convince
up their chests like pasty's Couple girlfriends and they all a lil' crazy Comin' down the street like a parade, Macy's I fill her up, balloons Test her and guns
cover up there chests like pasties Couple girlfriends and they all a little crazy Coming down the street like a parade Macy*s I fill her up balloons Test her and guns
Man I'm gonna do my thang, get up! It's crazy in the club when I'm in there man, get up! Trust me homie I'm not playin', get up! Now get on the dance
back for another one This time he's back harder, stronger and and And a little more troublesome Double the guns, guns Double the funds, funds Double the bitches, bitches
soul But when you're playin' cards for Gunz, it ain't time to fold, hoe New York niggaz got crazy game But outta town niggaz is all the same Brooklyn niggaz get crazy
tryna park a dodge But I'm drunk as fuck Right next to a humungous truck in a two car garage Hoppin' out wit two broken legs, tryna walk it off Fuck you too bitch
up and count up your money Before it all gets spent up and you wanna get rid of A hood bitch with game and every bitch said I'm a good bitch Fuckin'
