You always was true I remember them bitches, they tried to hit your sister Both look at you and got their ass shook up You was crazy, I was crazier for being with you
roll Parkin' lot pimpin' on Vogues VA to H-Town, yeah you already know Choppin' on blades so amazin' Look at them boy's teeth, that's crazy The lean
: you better believe it you better believe it you better believe it my money dont fold i be gettin this dough you better believe it you better believe it you
you crazies They call me crazy cause I made it Bitch, you crazy cause you quit, look at my clique lately You ain't f-cking wit' Budden, you ain't got
bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever, cut those of crews Death on the phono, my skills are Polo You say "Oh no" you bitch ass homo I bag
or the West Coast A crazy motherfucker if you've never seen one Always pack the heat and I sleep with a machine gun Now you know you can't see this Where
chill and grab a seat And go 'head with they master plan Stevie Wonder probably see me 'fore half you rappers can You can't hang and you're fallin fast You
coast to coast Like what, what, what, what, what Get paid let's get this money-a Like what major league playa Don't stop coast to coast Like what
you said on fucking Too $hort tape But you only stepped your way into an early wake, early grave That's what you brave niggaz get for fucking with this You
-cha Make you scream Pa-pa, you da best, Da Da Now watch mama, go up and down dick to jaw crazy Uhh! Say my name baby Before you nut, I'ma dribble down
Yo on the west coast, Cali green, eyes all red Got out the truck, *All Eyez On Me* Peep the story, perpendicular coat Nigga short you on some money, make a move and you
than you could ever imagine To all you little shit talkin putos I'm not havin About not being down for the town A crazy little vato fuckin it up for
you could ever imagine 16 To all you little shit talkin putos I'm not havin 17 About not being down for the town 18 A crazy little vato fuckin it up for
melt Cause when I felt lyrics you both are screamin for help when you hear it, you can't bear it, you can't even wear it You oughts to just cheer it
for a wheel chair! What you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know what's terrible Terrible, what you know bout terrible? Terrible, you don't know
and the West Coast They whip game real good, they got the best doe Uh, get up hoe, uh, get up hoe I'm coming straight for your neck, dawg Razor blade
do I swear it couldn't be sweeter, life's a bitch Depending on how you treat her, you might get rich It's guaranteed you gonna die, you might get missed For
play the Fendi joints let her hair blow stuntin city city coast to coast showin off to all the girls around the world to all my ladies u know we luv you