Lyrics Crazy - 999

Crazy

If you think you could fuck wit' fifty
You gotta be crazy, I won’t do a joint wit' you
Know matter how much your label try and pay me
I’m on top of hip hop
I run wit' Aftermath and mother fucking Shady
It’s simple, I see you like to be me, ya niggas can’t fade me
I can be a gentleman, a gangsta
The bitch done chose
I send me orders to put hoes
In niggas and hoes
My wrist all froze from flip side poles
Fein' share on my deeder doors, I suppose that’s the bottom line
So called a gran that a nigga switching white lines
Sell anything under the sun to get mine
I’m Gonna Shine
Some for the summer H2 Hummer
Got paper now I’m picky
Change the rims change the watch change the gems
I upgrade now I’m paid
Catch me in the truck tower loby
Stroking other niggas hoes is my hobby
Treat me like king, suck me, baby
I Roll with Shady and Dr. Dre
I’m done ta charm a luck
See if I can finger fuck in a truck
G-5 50 so live
So as my zipper go down her eyes wide
Got her in hotel on the bed with her hand tied
If you think you could fuck wit' fifty
You gotta be crazy, I won’t do a joint wit' you
Know matter how much your label try and pay me
I’m on top of hip hop
I run wit' Aftermath and mother fucking Shady
It’s simple, I see you like to be me, ya niggas can’t fade me