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bushwick bill - bill call me crazy lyrics

you know that little short m-th-f-ckin bushwick?
sh-t, he so godd-mn short
he had to get a runnin start and jump up on the commode to take a sh-t
he can’t even p-ss, he can’t even p-ss without runnin all the way back
squeezin his little d-ck!
he went to the movie, they was gonna let him in the movie free
but he had razorbumps, short m-th-f-cka!
i was gonna give him a ride in my godd-mn car
but i forgot my car seat!
little nasty m-th-f-cka, you know what i’m sayin?
this some old b-tch
(yo, there he is right now)
(yo what’s up, bushwick?)

c-ck this

bushwick bill is on the godd-mn hunt with a 12-gauge pump
sendin m-th-f-ckas to the dump
the n-gga k!lla, known to slam a hoe
finger on the trigger, lettin the hammer go
boom-boom, back up while i’m gettin hype, b-tch
cause you ain’t ready for an -ss-whippin like this
i’m on a k!lling spree, lettin m-th-f-ckas see
me and the g.b. steady makin history
some crazy n-ggas out of houston goin platinum
send up a gang of m-th-f-ckas, watch me gat one
bar a b-tch cause he’s bigger, how the f-ck you figure
i thought you knew this was a godd-mn slaughter, n-gga
i’m sendin sons of b-tches to the pavement
and the sh-t won’t stop until i say when
one by one they hit the m-th-f-ckin ground, see
call it what you want, n-gga, yeah, but you can callme crazy

(why you want to f-ck with bushwick, you know he’s crazy)
i thought you know, n-gga
(that n-gga’s crazy)
ha, i thought you knew
(that n-gga’s crazy)
yeah, i thought you knew, n-gga
(why you want to f-ck with bushwick, you know he’s crazy)
ha-ha, m-th-f-ckas, ha-ha
(that n-gga’s crazy)
i thought you knew, n-gga
(that n-gga’s crazy)
i thought you m-th-f-ckas knew

1-2, 1-2, every m-th-f-cka hit the deck
bushwick is back and i ain’t what you expect
5th ward, born to be a bonafide player
a order-disobeyer, neighborhood b-tch-slayer
settin sh-t straight, 9mm to the dome
any n-gga want to feel this chrome, bring his -ss on
and i’ma let him know what’s happenin
if the n-gga keeps on trippin i’ma keep on cappin
dig it, till every m-th-f-cka falls flat
lyin in a crate on their m-th-f-ckin back
cause i’m collectin bodies like a m-th-f-ckin morticianist
bustin nuts in hoes, so you don’t want to get your b-tch in this
shoot em up, bang-bang, watch em hit the canvas
that’s they way i plan this, n-ggas can’t stand this
so make room for the 5th ward devil
yeah, see, i’m a rebel, doin sh-t on that other level
my mind is like a m-th-f-ckin maze, gee
phase after godd-mn phase, but you can call me crazy

(why you want to f-ck with bushwick, you know he’s crazy)
ha! i thought you knew, n-gga
(that n-gga’s crazy)
i thought you knew
(that n-gga’s crazy)
i thought you m-th-f-ckas knew, ho-ho
(why you want to f-ck with bushwick, you know he’s crazy)
i thought you knew, n-gga
(that n-gga’s crazy)
ha! i thought you knew
(that n-gga’s crazy)
aw sh-t

line a bunch of m-th-f-ckas up and watch em hit the deck
i’m puttin b-tches and n-ggas in check, causin f-ckin wreck
bushwick bill, i’m far from a rookie, hoe
a maniac, rollin mark–ss n-ggas out like cookie dough
hoes got blowed up, compet-tion slowed up
sh-t just ain’t never been the same since i’ve showed up
i’m a loner, renegade loser
filled with confusion, young n-gga doin em
there ain’t n0body safe when i’m on the streets
i’m the hardest m-th-f-cka you can find on the 5 beat
bustin caps in gust, bustin nuts and bust
n-ggas gon’ hit the dust f-ckin around with us
yeah, i’m leavin m-th-f-ckas in a daze, gee
call it what you want, n-gga, yeah, but you can call me crazy

(why you want to f-ck with bushwick, you know he’s crazy)
ha! i thought you knew, n-gga
(that n-gga’s crazy)

ho-ho-ho, i thought you knew, n-gga
i thought you knew, n-gga
ha!
ha-ha!
i thought you knew, n-gga
had to wake that -ss up, i thought you knew, huh?
yeah, talk that sh-t now, n-gga, i thought you knew
haaa!
yo!
i thought this m-th-f-cka knew
i hope all you m-th-f-ckas know now
cause i thought this n-gga knew, hah?
yeah, that’s what i’m talkin about
yeah!
do you m-th-f-ckas know?
cause i’m talkin to you, do you know, huh?
what the f-ck’s wrong with you, stupid f-ck
i thought you knew, hah?
carramba
i tell you somethin right now
i tell you somethin right now
i thought you knew, m-th-f-cka
yeah!
ask mica-mica, she’ll tell you

- bushwick bill lyrics

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