| 2 dog nigga
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| Dope fat and my hand gun, we ready
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| Haters hacking, that’s air 1, you pety
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| Remember you from high school nigga you was scared to come outside
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| Got the buck in your mouth wide, my name ringing in west side
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| Deuce riding 4 lanes, my hood marry no ceremony
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| Pull up to the blocks, young fiends peggin my alimony
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| Haters tryina sneak diss, but they can never eat clips
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| Can’t even cop a 16, niggas we sip
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| Real niggas doing life, feel my pain in strife
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| Real niggas they real, dog, so I know the game ain’t right
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| Know this can’t be life
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| So I make my own rules, I done paid my own dues
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| Still I make my own moves
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| Eryday I wake up, somebody tryina play me
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| I’ma turn it up on niggas like they did back in the 80's
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| When you with the shit, they gonn say a nigga crazy
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| But this how we live, come outside I’m going crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, this shit crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, this shit crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, man this shit crazy
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| My brother catch life, that shit made a nigga crazy
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| See my mama in the streets, that shit made a nigga crazy
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| Seen the police kill my homie, stand out being crazy
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| I’ma start killing snitches like they did out in the 80's
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| I was born in the 80's
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| Compton that’s what made me
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| Was gang, that’s who made me
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| And all my homies crazy
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| My home boys pull kick doors, all about the dough
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| Fuck around with them west boys, leave them niggas no hope
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| Rest in peace big 4, rest in peace lil a
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| My day 1 with the shit, hunned thou my safe!
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| Eryday I wake up, somebody tryina play me
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| I’ma turn it up on niggas like they did back in the 80's
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| When you with the shit, they gonn say a nigga crazy
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| But this how we live, come outside I’m going crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, this shit crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, this shit crazy
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| Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, man this shit crazy. |