Crazaay Lyrics
| Song | Crazaay |
| Artist | Junior M.A.F.I.A. |
| Album | Conspiracy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Kent, Larceny, Trife | |
| Statistics have shown that youth violence is at record high today in | |
| America due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol- | |
| MAAAN!!! How da fuck do you know!!!! [Larceny] | |
| My mind's just spinnin off dat indo smoke | |
| Got me seein double visions 'cause | |
| I'm tore up loc | |
| It's no joke, da weed smoke got me crazaay | |
| And da B&J got me pissy like a baby | |
| I was fuckin wit deez twinz gettin crazy endz | |
| Robbin jewelry stores for da cash and da gems | |
| Identical bastards on some fast shit | |
| Tried to stash it | |
| Took the nine plastic, had they fam on some sad shit [Trife] | |
| My conscience buggin | |
| Filled wit all the bad memories | |
| I'm visionin dead enemies tryin ta kill me | |
| In my sleep, same niggaz dat | |
| I put to rest | |
| Got me wakin up pourin down a hella sweat | |
| The drugs got a nigga high and | |
| I can't explain | |
| Tye and skunk playin tricks on my fuckin brain | |
| Shit is strange 'cause | |
| I know deez muthafuckas dead | |
| You see the murder still flash back in my head [Chorus:] | |
| Smokin dat denk, sippin dat drink | |
| Make a nigga act kinda crazaay [x4] [Larceny] | |
| Nigga it's dark, it's hard for me ta fuckin see | |
| I guess the hash and | |
| Hennesy got da best of me | |
| I got da urge for a snake related killin spree | |
| Larceny, bent on da marijuana trees | |
| Murder conracts | |
| Collectin | |
| C note stacks, | |
| I react And push the niggaz shit back (uh huh) | |
| I neva new this young buck would be a lonester ' | |
| Till they hung my picture, wanted on a poster | |
| I pack two hot glocks, fuck the holsters | |
| Neva new this lil' | |
| G would get the most of | |
| Robbin and stealin, then led to killin | |
| Makin a livin | |
| Offa muthafuckin drug dealin | |
| Then came beef, | |
| The Snakes was wanted in the streets | |
| Shit got hot, my other half did a creep | |
| Handled his business 'cause he was on his third body | |
| Then laid low wit dis freak ass hottie [Chorus] [x4] [Trife] | |
| I of da Snakes | |
| Watch for fakes and jakes | |
| Blood money | |
| I make, transactions up state | |
| Sparkin weed and drinkin | |
| The buddha still got me thinkin | |
| Thoughts o' death and all the bodies that | |
| I left Face down, you know the routine for the cream | |
| Means necessary | |
| Cock suckas got buried | |
| Nigga raise up or get blazed up | |
| Who be da one lastin | |
| Cock the fifth and start blastin | |
| Try me Die instantly, a couple o' shots is all it takes | |
| Aim slugs to ya face | |
| Perpetrator fraud, | |
| I kill you and ya broad | |
| Got yo ass wishin you was out dis position | |
| Listen, the ganja have me on a mission | |
| Stick the clip in | |
| I stop all the bullshittin | |
| I get it on | |
| Trife, killin ass nigga rule the streets | |
| Creep wit da heat stashed in the | |
| Montero jeep [Chorus] [x4] |
| zuo ci : Kent, Larceny, Trife | |
| Statistics have shown that youth violence is at record high today in | |
| America due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol | |
| MAAAN!!! How da fuck do you know!!!! Larceny | |
| My mind' s just spinnin off dat indo smoke | |
| Got me seein double visions ' cause | |
| I' m tore up loc | |
| It' s no joke, da weed smoke got me crazaay | |
| And da B J got me pissy like a baby | |
| I was fuckin wit deez twinz gettin crazy endz | |
| Robbin jewelry stores for da cash and da gems | |
| Identical bastards on some fast shit | |
| Tried to stash it | |
| Took the nine plastic, had they fam on some sad shit Trife | |
| My conscience buggin | |
| Filled wit all the bad memories | |
| I' m visionin dead enemies tryin ta kill me | |
| In my sleep, same niggaz dat | |
| I put to rest | |
| Got me wakin up pourin down a hella sweat | |
| The drugs got a nigga high and | |
| I can' t explain | |
| Tye and skunk playin tricks on my fuckin brain | |
| Shit is strange ' cause | |
| I know deez muthafuckas dead | |
| You see the murder still flash back in my head Chorus: | |
| Smokin dat denk, sippin dat drink | |
| Make a nigga act kinda crazaay x4 Larceny | |
| Nigga it' s dark, it' s hard for me ta fuckin see | |
| I guess the hash and | |
| Hennesy got da best of me | |
| I got da urge for a snake related killin spree | |
| Larceny, bent on da marijuana trees | |
| Murder conracts | |
| Collectin | |
| C note stacks, | |
| I react And push the niggaz shit back uh huh | |
| I neva new this young buck would be a lonester ' | |
| Till they hung my picture, wanted on a poster | |
| I pack two hot glocks, fuck the holsters | |
| Neva new this lil' | |
| G would get the most of | |
| Robbin and stealin, then led to killin | |
| Makin a livin | |
| Offa muthafuckin drug dealin | |
| Then came beef, | |
| The Snakes was wanted in the streets | |
| Shit got hot, my other half did a creep | |
| Handled his business ' cause he was on his third body | |
| Then laid low wit dis freak ass hottie Chorus x4 Trife | |
| I of da Snakes | |
| Watch for fakes and jakes | |
| Blood money | |
| I make, transactions up state | |
| Sparkin weed and drinkin | |
| The buddha still got me thinkin | |
| Thoughts o' death and all the bodies that | |
| I left Face down, you know the routine for the cream | |
| Means necessary | |
| Cock suckas got buried | |
| Nigga raise up or get blazed up | |
| Who be da one lastin | |
| Cock the fifth and start blastin | |
| Try me Die instantly, a couple o' shots is all it takes | |
| Aim slugs to ya face | |
| Perpetrator fraud, | |
| I kill you and ya broad | |
| Got yo ass wishin you was out dis position | |
| Listen, the ganja have me on a mission | |
| Stick the clip in | |
| I stop all the bullshittin | |
| I get it on | |
| Trife, killin ass nigga rule the streets | |
| Creep wit da heat stashed in the | |
| Montero jeep Chorus x4 |
| zuò cí : Kent, Larceny, Trife | |
| Statistics have shown that youth violence is at record high today in | |
| America due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol | |
| MAAAN!!! How da fuck do you know!!!! Larceny | |
| My mind' s just spinnin off dat indo smoke | |
| Got me seein double visions ' cause | |
| I' m tore up loc | |
| It' s no joke, da weed smoke got me crazaay | |
| And da B J got me pissy like a baby | |
| I was fuckin wit deez twinz gettin crazy endz | |
| Robbin jewelry stores for da cash and da gems | |
| Identical bastards on some fast shit | |
| Tried to stash it | |
| Took the nine plastic, had they fam on some sad shit Trife | |
| My conscience buggin | |
| Filled wit all the bad memories | |
| I' m visionin dead enemies tryin ta kill me | |
| In my sleep, same niggaz dat | |
| I put to rest | |
| Got me wakin up pourin down a hella sweat | |
| The drugs got a nigga high and | |
| I can' t explain | |
| Tye and skunk playin tricks on my fuckin brain | |
| Shit is strange ' cause | |
| I know deez muthafuckas dead | |
| You see the murder still flash back in my head Chorus: | |
| Smokin dat denk, sippin dat drink | |
| Make a nigga act kinda crazaay x4 Larceny | |
| Nigga it' s dark, it' s hard for me ta fuckin see | |
| I guess the hash and | |
| Hennesy got da best of me | |
| I got da urge for a snake related killin spree | |
| Larceny, bent on da marijuana trees | |
| Murder conracts | |
| Collectin | |
| C note stacks, | |
| I react And push the niggaz shit back uh huh | |
| I neva new this young buck would be a lonester ' | |
| Till they hung my picture, wanted on a poster | |
| I pack two hot glocks, fuck the holsters | |
| Neva new this lil' | |
| G would get the most of | |
| Robbin and stealin, then led to killin | |
| Makin a livin | |
| Offa muthafuckin drug dealin | |
| Then came beef, | |
| The Snakes was wanted in the streets | |
| Shit got hot, my other half did a creep | |
| Handled his business ' cause he was on his third body | |
| Then laid low wit dis freak ass hottie Chorus x4 Trife | |
| I of da Snakes | |
| Watch for fakes and jakes | |
| Blood money | |
| I make, transactions up state | |
| Sparkin weed and drinkin | |
| The buddha still got me thinkin | |
| Thoughts o' death and all the bodies that | |
| I left Face down, you know the routine for the cream | |
| Means necessary | |
| Cock suckas got buried | |
| Nigga raise up or get blazed up | |
| Who be da one lastin | |
| Cock the fifth and start blastin | |
| Try me Die instantly, a couple o' shots is all it takes | |
| Aim slugs to ya face | |
| Perpetrator fraud, | |
| I kill you and ya broad | |
| Got yo ass wishin you was out dis position | |
| Listen, the ganja have me on a mission | |
| Stick the clip in | |
| I stop all the bullshittin | |
| I get it on | |
| Trife, killin ass nigga rule the streets | |
| Creep wit da heat stashed in the | |
| Montero jeep Chorus x4 |
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