Crazy 8`s Lyrics

Crazy 8`s lyrics

f/ Blitz, Faul Monday, Germ,







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(Lake Luciano & [Littles] Talking)







Yo Littles man



[Yo what's the deal nigga?]



I'm tired of these mother fucking niggas man!



[Hey yo what's the deal with these little mother



fucking monkey's man?]



Yeah son I just want to give me 8 bars man that's how



we gonna do it



[8 bars?]



Yeah all of us gonna spit 8 I'll get the hook son



[Yo let me tell these mother fuckers something]



You know what I'm saying they can't touch it



[I cross my heart and hope the streets will listen]



[41st Side mother fucker]



Give me an 8 Littles give me 8 nigga







(Littles Verse)



Yo, yo, yo, hey yo



See I was raised around snitches and thieves hammers and V's 



Couldn't trust friends much fuck dodging the D's



I had a M-1 cock quick block on knees



Who the youngest thug that ever lived blocks I quoting



I'm a legend and these city streets, give me props



'Cause when I'm A-K speak niggas call the cops



41st Side man, what block you rep?



15 I was holding down I hold projects







(Wiz of "The Braveharts" Verse)



See when my niggas catch bodies I fucks up the crime scene



G-W-I-Z don't see police



I pocket shells guns move your bodies trajectory



From where the bullet entered then fucked up the police



Investigation that'll be the only retaliation



Scoop Teflon's blue and red lights reflection



Fuck it, still pick up the weapon and keep stepping



Get bag, come home in time to ditch the weapon







(Prodigy & [Lake] Hook)



Yo listen thun the hood love us



[Not 'cause we rhyme for it]



We ride for it, we do time for it



[Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it]



No other hood in the world could put a stop on it



The hood love us



[Not 'cause we rhyme for it]



We ride for it, we do time for it



[Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it]



Yo Blitz and "Jung" spit your life on it







(Blitz's Verse)



Red light, green light it's that nigga Blitz



With that infared beam like see a nigga spit



See me on the street, see these cowards bolt when I aim



Now see this nigga leak, faggot should of noticed my pain 



All these cardboard killers I'll box y'all, multiple shots y'all



Death breathing out of them glocks yall



Fear no streets, fear no beef



Leave niggas in loving memory and feel no grief







(Jungle's Verse)



Yo It's Jungle from the braveharts for all y'all dummies



I'm a be the first black face on money



Beleive it I bust guns by any means



I got a oozie, a calico, a M-16 with a red beam 



Hit you all up in your head



Then stomp your body out good after you dead



Mother fucker I'll cut your blue coogie off



You can catch me on the 40th side of Vernon QB north







(Prodigy & [Lake] Hook)



Yo listen thun the hood love us



[Not 'cause we rhyme for it]



We ride for it, we do time for it



[Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it]



No other hood in the world could put a stop on it



Thun the hood love us



[Not 'cause we rhyme for it]



We ride for it, we do time for it



[Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it]



Faul Monday & Germ put your stripes on it







(Germ's Verse)



Yo, Yo 



Some niggas different niggas gotta make the right moves



Niggas choose to run around and wanna wave they tools



'Til somebody lay you flat and give you permanent shoes



Ashy gray cement like the color of tombs



And y'all boys aint menace still trying to get made



Don't make me spread you around like ??? with aids



And I, laying slugs in you just like fades



It's like a one and a half going 'gainst your brain







(Faul Monday verse)



Hey yo, fuck y'all



Anything moving it's a rentals Dog



Faul Monday loading up then heat it up like leather scarfs



Get your lady clapped in her mouth, tell her to shut up



It's Queensbridge thugging you out give me your dub ups



Go 'head reach for it



The reverend don't preach for it



When Jesus never plays goalie with bullets you'll leak for it



So get your head pealed over the passenger side



Who you fucking with dies



Throw in Lakey stickers then ride







(Prodigy's Outro)



Yeah that's right dedicated to all you bitch ass niggas (uh-huh)



Staright like that we after all y'all niggas, man (all of you)



You know who the fuck you is



No what I'm saying you know what time it is man (get no love)



Fuck all yall niggas (no love)



we don't give a fuck about none of y'all niggas



Man you know what I'm saying 'cause we straight



gangstas know what I'm saying



And, it goes down nigga know what I'm saying



I don't know what the fuck y'all niggas gonna do



But it goes down (niggas don't get no love from the hood)



you know what I'm sayin



And, and yo, It's straight war nigga and that's coming from Littles



You know what I'm saying that's coming from my nigga Wiz (who else?)



That's coming from Blitz (uh-huh)



you know what I'm saying, my nigga Jungle (uh)



Faul Monday, Germ (uh-huh) that's coming from all the...



Yo son (everybody, everybody)



Yo my nigga Lake you know what I'm saying (you know,you know, you know)



Yo man Cormega, that's coming from me P (uh-huh)



You know what I'm saying HAV the Mobb



Everybody man, you know what I'm saying



we coming after you niggas man



(Oh it's over then, it's over) Fuck all y'all niggas



(It's over then It's over)



It's not a game man, (uh-huh)



We taking this shit over man



You know what I'm saying (uh-huh)



Straight like that son



Yeah that's real, that's real (It's on nigga)



You know what I'm saying and (Bring it)



don't say Bars and don't say Hooks



Straight like that man all y'all niggas man yo...



It's so real



2002 shit nigga and beyond nigga we outta here man,



Bitch ass niggas



No love from the hood!!