Dres Crazy World Lyrics

Crazy World Lyrics

bad bitches countin doe baggin rocks crazy
vehicles.....kitted.....my whole
teams committed we was poor as
kids..... but now it seems we've done did it
and blew other
niggas find the style hard to chew talkin bout we too wild
and
that's
emphatically true so don't cross us....or you'll be on
the
ground countin losses for rea; every nigga I know will peel
a
motherfuckin dome like stockin - we be the owner of the style
many
niggas be jockin - blocks be rocklin - Glock pops alot and,
damn,
there
ain't no stoppin me or my mans. We like whatever.
Pop told me that this
money's not forever so I look for investments
for
my crew to bury
treasure. That be it, say when ya makin
money , paw, ya see it - cause if ya
can't be paid, it's like ya can't
be shit HOOK Ringleaders are coming, get up
your dick-beaters
- or heaters - and share the mind state of a fetus - can't
beat us -
and
lyrically them niggas can't see this as it go's - we turn
kilo's
into litres. Pounds turn to smoke in the concrete flood - and
blood
will
often turn the dirt into mud. Bulletts become shells
-
names become bells, and if you blow street trial, nigga your
cell
becomes hell - said even time don't tell, at least that's how it
used
to be, but it's a different day and time and strong eyes don't
see
down
the wire - ready to blow the empire like a friar,
smoking
blunts strong as desire - a messiah - raised amongst men
that
conspire
to retire but often end up the town crier - In the fire of
a
cold world yo, said it be flamin - still we aimin to be the one -
Titus
& Haymon HOOK Get ready - my whole teams known to rock
steady - No
Getty - I gots more sauce than spaghetti - a machete -
I'll
turn your
whole frame to confetti - to the nitty-gritty, we
bout to flip the pity
petty - when braves become slaves and plots
become
graves - and strays
fly in the air like they was
Blue-Jays Robbers can be cops - while thuggs
police blocks - I sit
beside my window sippin sky on the rocks - to see the
church
got locks - no goodness in gracious - Loungin with robber
barrons
in
rooms thats palacious - to weigh dissin us with the need
to
lay down - no more misunderstanding - coming at you , aye-now,
who
be
talking - better than that yo, who be hawkin - I suggest
you turn
around and just start walking, or I'm a catch you coolin
talkin
what a
fly life and keep it real and cut your throat with a
butter-fly knife HOOK
GET SWAZY - WE ABOUT TO FLIP
THE SCRIPT AND GET
CRAZY RICH KIDS UP FOR
RICH BIDS
BABY - GOIN ALL OUT - GETTIN DOWN GETTIN GRAVY
- ON THE DAILY