wants Crazy, crazy, you amaze me Crazy lady, rearrange me Crazy baby, I'm so in love with you right now Crazy, crazy, you amaze me Crazy lady, rearrange me Crazy
far, so fun, the cops done run us off of the DQ lot We burned a tank up, dang near drank up all the beer we bought The trucks done covered up in mud,
t get caught Nigga like me get the gun running Gunning fronting wid thugs gotta get to the smug Turn around and we pump slugs, put 'em in the mud And
bottom to the top shoulda seen that shit. me and my lil gurl got it from the mud every thang I spit I really mean that shit. it's crazy aint it hard
'm a responsible father so not alotta good I'd be to my daughter layin' in the bottom of the mud Must be in my blood 'cuz I don't know how to do it All
Crazy Janey and her mission man Were back in the alley tradin' hands 'Long came Wild Billy with his friend G-Man All duded up for Saturday night Well
ou'll know exactly whats true. Somethings dragging through the mud, mesquitos attrackted to the blood. They say the dark depths have no bottom, Some never came back up and got 'em. Crazy
these passed on faces) They still livin cuz they livin inside of me (they only wanna walk the earth they wanna breathe) Thats why I have all this crazy
cause they living inside of me (They only wanna know about the Earth, they wanna breathe) That's why I have all this crazy energy (I'm only trying
knows he's gonna go Well it ain't no woman flesh and blood It's that damned old rodeo Well it's bulls and blood, it's dust and mud It's the roar of
in this motherfucka G-A-N-G-S to the motherfuckin' A motherfucka I got my brother Cool B, my nigga Berm on the side ah me Dre house, my cousin K-Mud throwin
blue start me Wake up again I'm a DJ Clue party With Diddy and Jim Jones, Juele and Rick Ross, Cat Fay, Trey Songz and Drake this is boss Amazing Lifes hella crazy
to spark flow Your bark so harsh but parts gon' make you heart blow Blood and don't be buzzin' me, cuzzin' me, buggin' me 'Bout dubs, I'll be mud till
Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket Boy, boy, crazy boy Gotta rocket in my pocket Maximum overdrive, how to stay alive Jumpin' outta Lear jets
look at Ice Cube, I ain't no gimmick I'm straight from the hood, I got to represent it now Every day I think about my color And all the crazy shit we
bumpin cant hear my phone if anybody asks tell em turf on my Thizz face on and im zonin both of em kicked in 2 in the mornin stoned in the mud give
forgive me for my sins, but these are my rhymes And if a nigga fuck with me best believe he's goin die I'm protected by a mobb of crazy motherfuckers
got me one on his leckle It's nothin' for me to get up with you, guts with you Blow off them matches and sit up with you Aiyo the streets, what is gettin' more crazy
