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Correct Crazy 8's Lyrics
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(Lake Luciano & [Littles] Talking) Yo Littles man [Yo what's the deal nigga?] I'm tired of these mother fucking niggas man! [Hey yo what's the deal with these little mother Fucking monkey's man?] Yeah son I just want to give me 8 bars man that's how We gonna do it [8 bars?] Yeah all of us gonna spit 8 I'll get the hook son [Yo let me tell these mother fuckers something] You know what I'm saying they can't touch it [I cross my heart and hope the streets will listen] [41st Side mother fucker] Give me an 8 Littles give me 8 nigga (Littles Verse) Yo, yo, yo, hey yo See I was raised around snitches and thieves hammers and V's Couldn't trust friends much fuck dodging the D's I had a M-1 c*** quick block on knees Who the youngest thug that ever lived blocks I quoting I'm a legend and these city streets, give me props 'Cause when I'm A-K speak niggas call the cops 41st Side man, what block you rep? 15 I was holding down I hold projects (Wiz of "The Braveharts" Verse) See when my niggas catch bodies I fucks up the crime scene G-W-I-Z don't see police I pocket shells guns move your bodies trajectory From where the bullet entered then fucked up the police Investigation that'll be the only retaliation Scoop Teflon's blue and red lights reflection Fuck it, still pick up the weapon and keep stepping Get bag, come home in time to ditch the weapon (Prodigy & [Lake] Hook) Yo listen thun the hood love us [Not 'cause we rhyme for it] We ride for it, we do time for it [Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it] No other hood in the world could put a stop on it The hood love us [Not 'cause we rhyme for it] We ride for it, we do time for it [Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it] Yo Blitz and "Jung" spit your life on it (Blitz's Verse) Red light, green light it's that nigga Blitz With that infared beam like see a nigga spit See me on the street, see these cowards bolt when I aim Now see this nigga leak, faggot should of noticed my pain All these cardboard killers I'll box y'all, multiple shots y'all Death breathing out of them glocks yall Fear no streets, fear no beef Leave niggas in loving memory and feel no grief (Jungle's Verse) Yo It's Jungle from the braveharts for all y'all dummies I'm a be the first black face on money Beleive it I bust guns by any means I got a oozie, a calico, a M-16 with a red beam Hit you all up in your head Then stomp your body out good after you dead Mother fucker I'll cut your blue coogie off You can catch me on the 40th side of Vernon qb north (Prodigy & [Lake] Hook) Yo listen thun the hood love us [Not 'cause we rhyme for it] We ride for it, we do time for it [Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it] No other hood in the world could put a stop on it Thun the hood love us [Not 'cause we rhyme for it] We ride for it, we do time for it [Our mans die for it all our moms cry for it] Faul Monday & Germ put your stripes on it (Germ's Verse) Yo, Yo Some niggas different niggas gotta make the right moves Niggas choose to run around and wanna wave they tools 'Til somebody lay you flat and give you permanent shoes Ashy gray cement like the color of tombs And y'all boys aint menace still trying to get made Don't make me spread you around like??? With aids And I, laying slugs in you just like fades It's like a one and a half going 'gainst your brain (Faul Monday verse) Hey yo, fuck y'all Anything moving it's a rentals Dog Faul Monday loading up then heat it up like leather scarfs Get your lady clapped in her mouth, tell her to shut up It's Queensbridge thugging you out give me your dub ups Go 'head reach for it The reverend don't preach for it When Jesus never plays goalie with bullets you'll leak for it So get your head pealed over the passenger side Who you fucking with dies Throw in Lakey stickers then ride (Prodigy's Outro) Yeah that's right dedicated to all you bitch ass niggas (uh-huh) Staright like that we after all y'all niggas, man (all of you) You know who the fuck you is No what I'm saying you know what time it is man (get no love) Fuck all yall niggas (no love) We don't give a fuck about none of y'all niggas Man you know what I'm saying 'cause we straight Gangstas know what I'm saying And, it goes down nigga know what I'm saying I don't know what the fuck y'all niggas gonna do But it goes down (niggas don't get no love from the hood) You know what I'm sayin And, and yo, It's straight war nigga and that's coming from Littles You know what I'm saying that's coming from my nigga Wiz (who else?) That's coming from Blitz (uh-huh) You know what I'm saying, my nigga Jungle (uh) Faul Monday, Germ (uh-huh) that's coming from all the... Yo son (everybody, everybody) Yo my nigga Lake you know what I'm saying (you know, you know, you know) Yo man Cormega, that's coming from me P (uh-huh) You know what I'm saying hav the Mobb Everybody man, you know what I'm saying We coming after you niggas man (Oh it's over then, it's over) fuck all y'all niggas (It's over then It's over) It's not a game man, (uh-huh) We taking this shit over man You know what I'm saying (uh-huh) Straight like that son Yeah that's real, that's real (It's on nigga) You know what I'm saying and (Bring it) Don't say Bars and don't say Hooks Straight like that man all y'all niggas man yo... It's so real 2002 shit nigga and beyond nigga we outta here man, Bitch ass niggas No love from the hood!!
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