THAT'S CRAZY) I'm on the run from the law (OH THAT'S CRAZY) These fools runnin up and chickens raw (OH THAT'S CRAZY) It's a G from the streets (OH THAT
was WHOA (THAT'S CRAZY) Almost had me pushing up daisies (THAT'S CRAZY) Ask a made nigga the keys to the crip (THAT'S CRAZY) Just came home from doing
, swingin sword lecture closin down the sectar supreme neck protector Bet I won em kid Mr. Metha warmin pot about to blow his lid from the pressure,
, swingin' sword lecture Closin' down the sector, supreme neck protector Better warn 'em kid, Mr. Meth's a boiling pot About to blow his lid from the
[The Game - Verse 1] You see that cherry red Phantom on them big ass wheels See I be playin' with them cars, I'm like a big ass kid Crazy wit' that cap
nappy dug out niggaz bug out with the hopes They can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin notes Here comes my kid, here comes my kid (ahhhhh) But
was whoa (That's crazy) Almost had me pushing up daisies (That's crazy) Ask a made nigga the keys to the crip (That's crazy) Just came home from doing
' lye with guys who got they eyes on my dough We got riches, we got bitches, you want drama, we got guns I'm that kid from Harlem World and you know where I'm from
1, 2, 3, follow it's bd mc, follow me [buckshot] Bd drop a hit, that make ya forfeit Black as that shit thatta make ya cough kid Drip drop gotta get
grab it like a claw And I'm like fuck da law Oh law (Oh law) I ain't scared I ain't tryna to get caught dead, red handed Abandoned from my family; it
Red told the Queen of Brazil Ooh I love you I've loved you since I was a sailor We'll go down to Rio we'll rob us a bank And sail off to Paris in splendor
action now What you talking 'bout? We don't do no crashing now We be in and out catch you back at the spot Tank top, bike hop, bank stop Block hot still got knock from
heavy I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give
abandon poor Like they understand you in the back of the jet When you can't put gas in your tank These ******* are laughin? their way to the bank and
to Vince Lambardy Word to Marky Mark Leave a snitch departed All that blood like the Red Sea parted My gun go crazy like its retarded Red light on
cheese head word to Vince Lombardi Word to Marky Mark leave a snitch departed All that blood like the Red Sea parted My gun go crazy like it's retarded Red
call me el-p I must be, entirely, too fuckin nice El the don digital, pass off to the right [bigg jus] From now on I'm impeachin nautilus, substitution, mardi gras Hot nickel is back from
soakin', face lookin' blank Shoot this little kid up with horse tranq' An' send him to the bank With a 'Give me the funds' note, clip's missin' from
