Schoolboy Q - Crazy lyrics

[Schoolboy Q - Crazy lyrics]

It go, Run dum dum
This for my niggas selling yayo
I said Run dum dum
Keep it bussin' every day yo

Four Four with the nose leakin', still workin
Back up in this bitch like a lab surgeon
Fired up
Leave a snitch nigga wide if he wired up
Yeah, huh, Jaw shut pool butts
Ran to the bread but only got crusts
So me grindin' with that iron is a real must
And it will bust, trust
So hush little boy hush it's a man's world
You can go and keep it
Jerkin do your dance girl i'm a cold nigga
Street entrepreneur trying to gain figures
Huh, plus I heard you was a lame nigga
Nah nigga, no need to explain nigga
First off see you never did your thing nigga
Looked up in the year book and
Seen you was the same nigga
Take you back to as a child
Where you was runnin from the same
Niggas that is bustas now
So you drink to sterilize your pain
And you never sober, should of been a soldier

Up jumps the boogie to the bang bang
Boogie not another nigga fuckin' with me
I go upside your head
Leave a mother fucker dead and I
Dare an eye witness to see
I got me something and it do somethin' sweet
Acting retarded nigga my cup of tea

Bang Pop niggas sling rocks like a sling shot
Call my bitch China White
All she do is bang cock
Still with the same Glock
Like I never heard cops fuck police tattoo's
50 niggas serve got beanie down, Blacked up
Every niggas strapped up
And we all tryna prove somethin'
Move somethin'
Fool nothin' all you niggas dead frontin'
Be politicking' never beyond dumbin'
Straight gunnin'
Huh? yeah, So whats crackalackin'?
Look into a nigga eyes you
Know whats 'bout to happen back in action
Flip the money like gymnastics
Wrapped in plastic, Fantastic yeah
Make the soda pop you niggas smell the odor
Coca cola, heard it's cheaper in the Nolia
So do the Nolia Clap where them birds at?
Just know I'm here for business though
See I serve rats
Yeah, make sure nigga heard that
Seen as he hit the back
His ass getting whacked (BLAT)
Yeah, and it's on to the next one
Gone to the next onw flyer than a Jetson
You knowin' Ima get it in
Playin with the heat you should have
Gave it to your niggas then
Shots jump, roping out the Glock
Smoking like a double dutch too much

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