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gucci mane – shit crazy (remix) كلمات اغاني

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[intro: big30, gucci mane, & ]
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mmm_mmm_mmm_mmm
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blrrrd
wop
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[verse 1: sett]
f_ck the opps crazy (crazy)
motion in the city, movin’ dope just like the ’80s (that work)
more guns than the navy
never wrote a statement (no)
go check out them pages (that paperwork)
amiri jeans crazy (designer)
high class, nothin’ basic (basic)
cookout runtz, i’m facin’ (packed ’em)
diamonds hittin’, glacier (ice)
widebody sp_cious (sp_cious)
fresh up out the can, icy gang sett got ’em hatin’ (hatin’_ass n_gga)
n_gga, you owe me, pay me, seen too much, i’m takin’ (pay me, buster_ass n_gga)
still gon’ hop in the wraith for that bacon (yep), hop out, gang done faced him, baow
run with the members, the mafia, reach for my chain, i pop him (glued his ass)
completed whole lot of missions, half of that sh_t was impossible (impossible)
thirty deep from the opps, scat pack shakin’ they houses, yeah
trooper tryna get behind me, out of there, couldn’t even stop it
b_tch, f_ck the opps crazy
yeah (yeah)
[chorus: big30]
man, man, this sh_t crazy (crazy, crazy)
i’m in miami with gucci, rolls royce look like flavors (blrrrd, they flavors)
this murder sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ sh_t on the daily (this sh_t a daily)
lil’ b_tch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ b_tch she gave it (man, ho, you gave it)
still trappin’ up off my flip, wish i could go trap off my pager

[verse 2: gucci mane & big30]
i see these n_ggas hatin’, i ain’t losin’ sleep about it though (no)
members creep like tlc, .223 sh_lls out the jeep (blrrrd)
no one gon’ take care of me the way that i take care of me (take care of me)
get booked in front security (‘curity), your bodyguard ain’t scarin’ me (no)
put your friend in therapy, you know i did, he barely lived (grrt)
askin’ me, “take care of it,” i squash it if i pay the bill (pay the bill)
i don’t play detective games they play, no, i don’t play with them (play with them)
i don’t free_pick n_ggas when i beef or show no favoritism (no favoritism)
lil’ boy still need training wheels, these army guns, not baby pistols (baby pistols)
all these fours and babies in my house, i’m like a babysitter (a babysitter)
gucci mane and shiesty twins, we bait him in, then play the n_gga (slime)
machine gun friends, twin f&n’s (slatt), stand on ten, i raised the n_gga (brrt)
shoot him first, then did the verse, my bank account go crazy, n_gga (let’s go)
police keep on tasin’ n_ggas, one shot k!ll, amazed the n_gga (amazed the n_gga)
shiesty, that’s my dirk nowitzki, ain’t no way i’m tradin’ the n_gga (can’t trade ’em in)
no shade, i’m too rich to fade, he ran up, so i blazed the n_gga

[chorus: big30 & mac critter]
man, man, this sh_t crazy (crazy, crazy)
i’m in miami with gucci, rolls royce look like flavors (blrrrd, they flavors)
this murder sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ sh_t on the daily (this sh_t a daily)
lil’ b_tch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ b_tch she gave it (man, ho, you gave it)
still trappin’ up off my flip, wish i could go trap off my pager (yeah)
[verse 3: mac critter]
1017 hundred, they like, “mac critter just gave it” (gave it)
i know the opps sittin’ back, lookin’ like, “that sh_t crazy” (crazy)
7th street n_gga (7th street), but a north memphis baby (baby)
switches hit him, leave him lazy (grrt, boom, boom)
cut him off by his navel (boom)
still servin’ the neighbors (neighbors)
thick_ass ho, won’t save her (nah)
i put on that vlone, any occasion (drip, sauce)
when i’m in the benz or the scat, like to race it (race it)
she like liquor and i like wock’ (wock’)
spinnin’ the city all night with an opp (yeah)
all that blue money make a ho flop (flop)
ho gon’ go and that’s off top (top)
you a ho just like your daddy (popped)
whole memphis know we crashin’ (brr)
ain’t got no motion, ain’t havin’ no action
pretty_ass ho, she thick, i’m smashin’ (on god)
thick_ass ho, on god, i’m smashin’
these n_ggas scared, runnin’ from that smoke, when i see the opps, i’m clashin’

[chorus: big30]
man, man, this sh_t crazy (crazy, crazy)
i’m in miami with gucci, rolls royce look like flavors (blrrrd, they flavors)
this murder sh_t ain’t nothin’ to me, whackin’ sh_t on the daily (this sh_t a daily)
lil’ b_tch say she ain’t heard of me, told the lil’ b_tch she gave it (man, ho, you gave it)
still trappin’ up off my flip, wish i could go trap off my pager
[outro]
(twysted g_nius, baby)
(what it do, 30?)

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