Crazaay - Junior M.A.F.I.A., Junior Mafia

Crazaay - Junior M.A.F.I.A., Junior Mafia

Альбом
Conspiracy
Год
1995
Язык
`英語`
Длительность
238700

以下は曲の歌詞です Crazaay 、アーティスト - Junior M.A.F.I.A., Junior Mafia 翻訳付き

歌詞 " Crazaay "

原文と翻訳

Crazaay

Junior M.A.F.I.A., Junior Mafia

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

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