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lp rambo – crazy crazy lyrics

[hook]
countin’ up these numbers feel like al ei for that i get you baptized
game time it’s tip off i’m p+ssed off
n+gga talkin’ way too crazy and we all know the b+tch soft
they say dead bodies how i get off
ha ha, d+mn
that’s crazy crazy
play with me you crazy crazy
stay from me i’m crazy baby, made a oath with gang i took that affidavit
gun shots have his heart racin’ where they hit is our placement
no mistakes, don’t make it, no more l’s i won’t take ’em
[verse]
i gave him a chance to be a rapper i’m not chance the rapper
i be laughin’ with the reaper, still be shakin’ hands with pastors
d+mn thе b+st+rd if he play he d+mned with caspеr dancin’ after
and don’t talk about back then boy that sh+t don’t matter
i don’t care i’m soul stealin’ and my roof got no ceilings
i know some my bros stealers, they do not need no reason
so i gotta cut them off i cannot have my bros theivin’
i can’t have no hoes speakin, i said “no, i need a drink”
she said no i need to think, baby i don’t have no mind
i’m so flashy you don’t blink, gone be over when you blind
and i still be throwing signs, well dollar signs
man these n+ggas not my kind so how you say it ain’t my time?
counting up these dead n+ggas sh+t gettin’ wild i’m going mad
michael jackson on your neck, when you start to sweat it’s going bad
it’s going green like hulk, i ain’t on no small sh+t i get bulk
boy you want smoke, you get choked, ain’t no nap nap get woke
they say i’m a bad n+gga to be ’round when mad n+gga
just a bunch of glass n+ggas all tryna be that n+gga
you ask white boy johnny bout young six he’ll say i’m rad n+gga
how you gonna comment bout the new you in the last picture
i didn’t drop my flag n+gga, i became a grown ass n+gga
come outside you lil’ p+ssy boy i’m gonna make it fast with ya’
leave you like the last n+gga, my bro wanna crash n+ggas
i’m who hold him back n+gga
[hook]
countin’ up these numbers feel like al ei for that i get you baptized
game time it’s tip off i’m p+ssed off
n+gga talkin’ way too crazy and we all know the b+tch soft
they say dead bodies how i get off
ha ha, d+mn
that’s crazy crazy

- lp rambo lyrics

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