Lyrics:
Alright
We gon' get it
We gon' make the dream work with the teamwork
Bargin bin bars by the barrel
I've been chosen by the light to be a herald
everybody in the back
Get your back up on the wall and just shake that thang
Go crazy, yo lady, yo baby
Let me see you work that thang
And drop it down
a peasant
Out here tellin' on yo' mans? You ain't gon' die respected
Twenty-eighth gettin' bullied, boy, it's time to buy a weapon
I done did the Scat,
of the west, call of the west
You'll hear the call of the west, call of the west
Spoken
Harshly awakened by the sound of six rounds of light-caliber rifle fire
man
Selling major jums (?) by the pager son
He the one sporting crazy tunes (?) lace 'em with your tongue
So here's the plan
Get the glock I got
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by n****, I'ma knock fire n****
from yo' a**, you can come try n**** (HEY!)
In the hood,
Ay yo I'm trying to have a long night
Long night
'Cause lately all I've been living is short days
Baby I'm trying to do it all night
All night
me
You say that you over me you always end up under me
You know how it goes, don't be crazy, don't play dumb with me
Don't start with yo shit, I put
to slave the babies
Ay yo they didn't know the cop was crooked, he had blow out in Brooklyn
All his white he let the fiends cook it
The base heads
Yeah mane, you know I'm smokin' at the beginnin' of the song, man
Like a damn rapper
Ah man, man, it's crazy bein' so rich, man, damn
In '09,
headin'
Police on the asphalt
Tryna tell us where we headed
'Fore I ever live in hell
I'ma take yo' ass to Heaven
Yeah, I'ma die by my pride
With a magazine
the smoke
Used to hit up Lena's w my granny near st Joe's
It's crazy when you know yo tine comin Been at this 15 years
Still way ahead of my peers And I ain't
whatever you is
Not because yo stupid ass
But because yo ass is stupid
I don't believe in love
But Let me call my nigga Cupid
Can you do it with no
loud you then did good boy finally moved out
Wasn't the whole goal just to make yo momma proud? Don't you feel good when you stare out at a crowd?
Girls
it
We so fucking crazy
This a kamakaze
Going up to the top tell me who gon' stop me
Coke I'm cuttin out the church I'm trappin
Always dressin up but
some vibes come and slide and be elegant
You come and ride on this tide like a specialist
You out of yo element
Cause girl you so crazy, so crazy, so
Ya you know we down to party
Goin crazy hittin splifs n poppin molly
Peepin shawty with that rockin lil body
Looking like a snack like her a lolli
younger it was tough cuz I ain't have a buck
And then my parents split a nigga ran all out of luck
Shit changed except for my niggas aye they standing by my
victorious
I'm feeling victorious, I'm living on yo yo
I have the best flow yo
Going to crazy we feeling to (Hazy)
(Hazy)(Hazy)(Hazy)
Going to crazy we feeling
ain't insecure matter fact I might be
I don’t want you to find another nigga like me
Yo you bout to make me go crazy
That good good got me sleeping like
to me
Never had to fake it ask the city they really into me
Crazy how it's love but then these niggas really envy me
Better watch they mouths by the way
a dumpster
You get shot like a jumper
Tie em' up drag em' from
The back of the bumper
Get attacked with an axe like
Yo ass made of lumber
My haters are so deer
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