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Correct New York Know I'm Crazy Lyrics
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Correct New York Know I'm Crazy
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Chorus New York know I'm crazy Dem disrespect So kill him and him lady Can't find the punk so stab up him little baby I'm from di city where nigers ain't got no pity We no ramp fi murder pussy 1st verse Di Ch-n mad dress like a fag in drag Squeeze it pon di war professor lad See me Motherfucker Call 911 Better yet you better Speed dial god Holy shit Di ch-n is no joke Bus my gun all over di 50 plus coast Squeeze it so much It form a dark cloud Your fat mooma the second hand smoke What's fuck is this Ch-n they say you're a fag You forgot that I fuck your bitch You're going to do what niga? Can't put a finger on this Feed you bullets while you were busy eating trish I'm a terrorist you acting heroic Shot out your brain pull out my dick and piss on it Get out my way bitch let me finish up my fucking clips You should have watch your words Now I am dumping your girlfriend over my terraces Chorus 2nd verse These broke ass nigas These bum ass nigas Need to leave out your mom house nigers Hungry niga, s borrowing clothes nigas You nigas need to buy your own clothes nigas These projects nigas these welfare nigas Can't go to club and buy a drink nigas Mad cause I'm about to sign my deal nigas I'm bout fucking tired of yall nigas Like the homeless in front your house I will sleep In front your crib 7 days of the Week When I spot you I'm a keep it real Jump out of my new girlfriend jeep You don't see me But you I peep Squeeze pon you till Your carcus leak Talk bout when you catch me in di streets You going to see me By di end of this week 3rd verse Bitching I'm not really into Bickering and talking that ain't me That's all you Notice I haven't said anything I've chilling and smoking kid But I've been listening to all your music And I've been listening to all your bullshit Now me ready fi squeeze it and done this Why you running motherfucker We ain't done bitch War dem want So me draw fi me gun Fuck music this time me want blood I won't stop till I empty me magnum And crush every bone in dem fucking cranium Questions on everyone mind Ch-n are you going to answer back with a rhyme I'm don't talk Fuck di long talk When I spot di motherfucker I'm a saw his head off Chorus
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