KRAZY - Tell Me

rate me

(feat. D.I.G.)

[Krazy talking]

What's up niggas? (HaHaHa) All my niggas in heaven.

(I know you niggas watchin me) Some of you niggas went

to hell. To my niggas in the pen. All my niggas. I see

you niggas thugged out. Don't think I don't be

listening. You know it's all good. I told you niggas I

was gone make it. What.


Could you tell me where my niggas at - In the pen?

Or th grave I never figured that - Now

Could you tell me lord what triggered that

I guess these project bricks got a nigga trapped


As I enhale the weed

Tears dropping as I leave the cemetary

My niggas in the ground now, Damn this life is scary

Tryna hold to my pain, I drink till I'm weary

This hennessey got me gone, my eyes so blurry

Face to Face with reality, my dog is gone

For them bitch niggas who did it, I finger fucked my chrome

And my dawgs in the penn, doin 50 to life

I'ma soulja till I die, muthafuck 3 strkes

I remember b-ballin wit my niggas for fun

If I bust, then you bust, I gave you my gun

Telly, dawg you know I miss you, I still got love

Just to be the man you was, I'd prolly drank yo blood




Everyday I gotta go through the same shit

I'm waking to these hot ass bricks

wit nothin to give thinkin life's a bitch

Focusin on one thing, and that's to get paid

Hopin I make it thru the worst, and see better days

My double barrel pump, temptin me to take it and rob

My second mind sayin stick to the job, and follow my first

Now I'm in perdictaments I can't do nothin but hurt

I'm seein the dirt, and moms pullin my shirt

Droppin her tears across my chest, cause she gotta lay me to rest

Every drop hit my heart, touchin my flesh

Now I'm awake, realizin it aint a dream, it's all my life

I hope it don't come back on my seed, Forgive me



Lord please except a nigga's mail

Did my homie sell his soul to get out of jail

I heard my nigga MAC, finally, made bail

Let's hit the studio, we got some cds to sell,

The drought is hell

For my dawgs, still stay beliving

Thank God, Black Jesus, is forgiving

I tried to tell my lil homies, aint no love in these streets

But my niggas don't hear shit when it's time to eat

And these souljas, will bust yo head if you slippin

I still like my dawg P, nigga I aint trippin

A dope fiend at 14, look what the game done did 'em

I can hear his mama scream when the chopper hit 'em



[Krazy talking]

Ol' bitch ass muthafuckin niggas. I get sweated by the

Feds, the cops, everybody hatin me. But you know what

fuck me up most? When niggas be hatin me from my own

muthafuckin hood. How the fuck you could hate a nigga

like me? That was livin the same life that you was

livin nigga. Hustlin everyday to survive. And I made

it out. I made it out nigga. I'm the nigga that give

you niggas hope. That show you it can be done. How the

fuck you gone hate me? Feel that.

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