SOOPAFLY - Crazy lyrics

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Hell yeah, Long Beach in this motherfucker

We got the Dogg Pound in this motherfucker

Yeah that's right...

I wanna give a shout out to L.A.

Compton, Inglewood, Watts, Pasadena

San Diego, all the way up to The Bay

You know what I'm sayin'?

While the rest of y'all take a trip with me

To the West Coast (West Coast!)

Welcome to the land of the killas, gangstas, hustlers, playas

West Coast, real life "San Andreas"

The real niggaz, jack suckas, fuck the haters

We got bitches, chronic, Lakers, Raiders

Ain't much to discuss, you ain't dealin'

With just some paper champs, you fuckin' with the greatest

Eastside, throwin' up Long Beach

I keep suckas at (gunpoint reach), niggaz can't fade us

Lay 'em down (lay 'em down) That's why you scary ass

Square pants niggaz ain't never came around

I bang with the Pound, I serve 'em daily

Hurt 'em baby, why you wanna hang with some clowns?

That run when the rounds spit (can't spit rounds back)

Duckin' from that fo-five nigga with that all black

Killa, floss if you want but use caution

Watch it, hold your pockets, 'cause the whole West Coast goin' crazy

Thank you Jim, we're here live at LAX

Scene of what appears to be yet another

Gang related, double homicide

The victim, not yet indentified

Was apparently walking his daughter home from school

When gunned down by what witnesses say, rival gang members

("What you gon' play now? ")

("Things just ain't the same for gangstas")

("You mean it's really happening? ")

You better watch your front, back, side and your grill

Your ride and your riches, your platinum, your ice

Punk it ain't nothin' nice to get caught slippin'

Pops must have taught you different

He said boy you better think twice fuckin' with that street life

Huh, you better learn to work your feet nice

Heat nice, half down, double-up street price

Make it work, don't make it a burden

Snatch it up, lights out, it's curtains

For them niggaz that' can't handle this (West Coast) get dismantled

Most of these niggaz crunk, the rest don't give a fuck

Just gangbangin', number one way of the West

One chance, better make it your best

Better protect your chest, if you alive you blessed

Stayin' down, I'm survivin' the test

Cause I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta nigga

Don't get too anxious nigga

Wanna trip, bucket slip then you out Swayze, shit is crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...

The West Coast goin' crazy...