paroles de chanson Crazaay - Junior M.A.F.I.A.
Statistics
have
shown
that
youth
violence
Is
at
record
high
today
in
America
Due
to
excessive
use
of
drugs
and
alcohol
Man,
how
the
fuck
do
you
know?
My
mind′s
just
spinnin'
off
that
indoor
smoke
Got
me
seein′
double
visions
'cause
I'm
tore
up
loc
It′s
no
joke
the
weed
smoke
got
me
crazaay
And
the
BJ
got
me
pissy
like
a
baby
I
was
fuckin′
with
these
twinz
gettin'
crazaay
endz
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'
to
kill
me
In
my
sleep,
same
niggaz
that
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
motherfuckers
dead
You
see
the
murder
still
flash
back
in
my
head
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin'
that
denk,
sippin′
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Nigga
it′s
dark,
it's
hard
for
me
to
fuckin′
see
I
guess
the
hash
and
Hennessey
got
the
best
of
me
I
got
the
urge
for
a
snake
related
killin'
spree
Larceny,
bent
on
the
marijuana
trees
Murder
contracts,
collectin′
C
note
stacks,
I
react
And
push
the
niggaz
shit
back
I
never
new
this
young
buck
would
be
a
lonester
'Till
they
hung
my
picture,
wanted
on
a
poster
I
pack
two
hot
glocks,
fuck
the
holsters
Neva
new
this
lil′
G
would
get
the
most
of
Robbin
and
stealin',
then
led
to
killin'
Makin′
a
livin′
off
a
motherfuckin'
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
with
this
freak
ass
hottie
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin'
that
denk,
sippin′
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
I
of
the
Snakes
watch
for
fakes
and
jakes
Blood
money
I
make,
transactions
up
state
Sparkin′
weed
and
drinkin'
the
Buddha
still
got
me
thinkin′
Thoughts
of
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
the
one
lastin'
cock
the
fifth
and
start
blastin′
Try
me
die
instantly,
a
couple
of
shots
is
all
it
takes
Aim
slugs
to
your
face
perpetrator
fraud
I
kill
you
and
your
broad
Got
your
ass
wishin'
you
was
out
this
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
with
the
heat
stashed
in
the
Montero
jeep
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
Smokin′
that
denk,
sippin'
that
drink
Make
a
nigga
act
kinda
crazaay
1 Get Money
2 Excuse Me
3 Player's Anthem
4 Intro
5 White Chalk
6 Realm of Junior M.A.F.I.A.
7 I Need You Tonight
8 I've Been...
9 Crazaay
10 Back Stabbers
11 Shot!
12 Lyrical Wizardry
13 Oh My Lord
14 Murder Onze
15 Outro
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