Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazaay, artist - Junior M.A.F.I.A.. Album song Conspiracy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 14.08.1995
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Big Beat
Song language: English
Crazaay |
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!!! |
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 E&J got me pissy like a baby |
I was fuckin' with these twins gettin' crazy ends |
Robbin' jewelry stores for the cash and the gems |
Identical bastards on some fast shit |
Tried to stash it |
Took the nine plastic, had they fam on some sad shit |
My conscience buggin' |
Filled wit all the bad memories |
I’m visionin' dead enemies tryin' ta kill me |
In my sleep, same niggas 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 |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Nigga it’s dark, it’s hard for me ta fuckin' see |
I guess the hash and Hennessy 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 niggas 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 poc’d 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 |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Eye 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 |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |
Smokin' dat denk, sippin' dat drink |
Make a nigga act kinda crazaay |