Lyrics:
I would do anything for you, girl I'd die for you,
I live my life for you, so crazy about you
just give me a chance and I promise never to lie
put E before the D, 'cause that's all you on
You on Pac's dick (bitch), you a replica, guy
If he was still alive, you would never get by (for real
guru off me with a crack head down his
Niggas blitzed by crack heads, I crack heads with my voters
Tryin' to get that tuna colder so I can stack up them
just usin' you for yo' cash (Good for you)
I get it now, the people like when I talk about it (What?)
It's that time of the year, so I'ma talk about
Get rid of the problem, don't get stuck in webs
I always keep it real while everybody pretends
You know that
I'm a special kind of crazy
You know
hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better close your eyes
You'd better bow your head
Wait for the ricochet
Ooh, ooh,
And Jump Like Punks, to Get Beat Down
Turn that heat down, I'm crazy cool
Deeper than the pool than Wilt the Stilt
Damn near drowned in clowns bounce
it ain't good for my soul But it's good for chasing dreams and me hitting on the hoes
Paper never folds more than 7 times no 7 figures what I want so
been from hell and back
I'm just that nice and I don't write
So you can tell 'em that
I'm just making up for nights
When I was selling crack
the Guinness
See, the world’s so quick to get offended
Crazy that the same world will leave us all defenseless
But I ain’t ever bowing to supremacy
Unless it’s
just can't say it
And your scared to your soul you just might forget it
And your eyes get swimmy from the tears in your head
And your pillows
the snow outside
And the two of us
Oh child hold tight
If it gets to be a crazy ride
I'll be here right by your side
For the rest of our days
Oh, for
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
I said, put your filthy hands all
If you know what's good
If you know what's good
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
Haters gon' say it's fake so real
I said, put your filthy hands all
never get well
'Cause you got me in a love rehab
Sittin' here in love rehab, I'm so crazy about you, dear
Doctor of my soul, I will never check out
That shit crazy, I do it all
And I
Prolly do that shit for free
Jus so you know me
Prolly do that shit for free
Jus so you know me
Cause I'm really
Soul (My soul, my soul)
My soul
My soul (My soul)
Soul (My soul)
My soul (My soul)
My soul
You can try to throw salt, but I keep my game face
I'm going crazy in my mind but I know better
Won't let em get to me, got so better
I ain't never falling off y'all know better
Real niggaz never take
Bitches love a nigga you would think I'm Trey
I told her throw it back for a R-A-C-K
Don't stop get it get it one time for real
I know you got big dreams
king
So she drove up in the ghetto looking to do her thing
Checking the brothers going crazy when the car skirts by the flow
I keep it real and peep it
for mine
So cue the lights, turn up the beat, ya know it's on
All jealous, punk, suckers better run
If ya play like a motherfuckin' saxophone
Get busy
(I like the girls)
I light my world to drive her crazy
(With the real long hair)
In the Beamer or a fly Mercedes
(I like the girls)
Gettin' lit
She do doughnuts in my head, over and over and over
'Til the cops pull her over
And then she say some real slick shit like
"I'm on my way by Weezy
She know what I can bring to the table
I can tell if it's real by the label
We had TV, but we didn't have cable
Now I'm richer than all of my
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