you at, nigga Go Crazy, nigga Go motherfucking Crazy, nigga Get motherfucking sick wit it! [Chorus x2: Tonebone] Sometimes I might get a little Crazy
I gotta get paid tonight, you muthafuckin' right Taking my grip, check my bitch, keep my game tight So many hos on my jock, think I'm a movie star Nineteen
do or die, you or I is the styli Try to diamond mind, surely you will be found In a pine boxes with quilted lining, huh Shining from the North Star,
my partner dog (Ah) Timberland on the itty bitty wizard of oz (Ah) Greatest beat makers of the Greek God (Ah) Best thing that happen since the made cars Running things shiny to the North Star
mi bwoys dem shoot up di car Send fi di shottas then tell dem a war All yuh fools should know who we are Neva yuh disrespect no star Crazy!!! Yuh know
game, lane to lane, and keep my pimpin' together Niggaz don't understand by far back in the day It was 'mazin' and my brother put me up on Black Star Start
Brand in a barber chair, he'll get the Clippers I don't care who you are, the point, don't be stupid pa We celebrities with guns, shooting stars Yeah
way, let casper drive ghost ride, go crazy who that drivin? patrick swaize! [ repeat x2 ] when you get a new car [ uh huh uh huh ] and ya feeling like a star
fab when you started smokin get out my business cousin i was born and raised in Oakland My daddy's from the north kept me on to If you from the north
rims I got tires bigger then a mercades benz You kno ima ladies man I even got all the girls just going crazy man I'm north side boy, the girls like
' down know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Hypnotize Minds, yeah You see me in this new car, this what money do You see me shinin' like a star, this what money
I eat fish to pass the time away 'Neath this blue Canadian moon This old world has made me crazy Crazy as a loon Lord, this world will make you crazy Crazy
this shit I gave you from the Devil, the triple-six Manchuz not duck low while Brooklyn Zu make body blows Hide your feet on hot coals, North Star forty
moteur est plus fou que moi Aujourd'hui je prends l'autoroute Qui me mene a n'importe quoi The green light swallows the red light My engine is crazier
East St. Louis got crazy hoods Oakland Compton watts wearin' the hoods Yo true indeed, Louisville Boostin' Houston got crazy hoods New Orleans, Seattle North
do pushups til somebody page me But instead of calesthetics, y'all gon' push up daisies You crazy? Now, what the fuck was y'all thinkin? I leave your
your face, Like AAAAHHHHHH Third degree, word to me Gun under my shirts so you kids can't see Man swervin', Camoflauge, kid with the turban Jihad all-star
