
Krazy Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Yo
Lets get this shit together
One way or another I come from Mobile Alabama where we slang that weight every fuckin'
Day
You already know Skeye Blu on the track here we go
Yo I am fuckin' him the motherfuckin' man that Soulja Fuckin' Slim
The motherfuckin' round then i go and get him and i bring that shit back like a fuckin' sin
Whatcha know where you at where you wanna be
Mobile Alabama where I be
But I'm known in H-Town reppin' that D
Motherfuckers know that we run them keys
Sendin' that shit from Columbia fuckin' way
The Mara Salvatrucha gang every fuckin' day
What you know about them bloods we is prey
Motherfuckers know that I'm here to stay
What you wanna do can you get on a track like me
Hell nah I think you need to go back
To the same shit that fuckin' told you rap
Where you get loud and you get a fuckin' rack
What you know about him
Skeye Blu Jimmi DaVinci he the fuckin' man
Tell a motherfucker I am not Uncle Sam
Cause I'm better than him cause I got a fuckin' gang
Motherfuckers know that I lay it fuckin' down
Tell a motherfucker you better bring twelve more rounds
For the motherfuckers that we already have a pound
Bring that sack then bring the fuckin' loud
Bout to show these boys Im walking to the store
Tell a motherfucker that he already know
What the fuck we get every fuckin' settled score
Motherfuckers know that I answer fuckin' roll
Got that shit like the Slim Thug Wugga
Motherfuckers from H-Town or no other
Motherfuckers know that I am the clown
Motherfuckers bringin' that shit the fuck down
Motherfuckers wanna see my name in the sky
Motherfuckers don't know that I fuckin' fly
Every fuckin' kid every fuckin' single night
That's why I don't fly with no fuckin' kite
What you know about him
Skeye Blu he the fuckin' man with the kid
Motherfuckers don't wanna see me produce this
Shit so tight but I got a fuckin' hit
Hit that bitch every single fuckin' day
I bring that weight and I sling that yay
Tell them boys I'm met Bun B today
Perform for him and he bought me a fuckin' Ce'
Motherfuckers know me
Tell a motherfucker I'm here for round three
Got ten more and I got a fuckin' G
But you don't wanna believe that shit cause I'm for free
What you do where you at
Tell a motherfucker that I'm a trap I'm the rap
Rap God legend known as Skeye fuckin' Blu
Bring a motherfucker and tell him all too
Motherfuckers don't wanna see me do the dew
Motherfuckers don't wanna see me spit a true
Tell a motherfucker I ain't got no fuckin' gun
I got a fuckin' nine but Im bout to have one
Motherfuckin' mic one type a fuckin' sound
Bring that shit back down and around
And I go back to the same rhymes fuckin' now
What you wanna do when you provide that sound
What you wanna know where the guns all lay
Tell them bitches where them bodies all fuckin day with an eight year old tear drop restin' aye
Motherfuckers wanna see me every fuckin' day
Comin' every time
Motherfuckers know that I'm bout to be on time
Bringin' that shit every fuckin' whicha way
Tell a motherfucker where the body's steady lay
And we know this here
Tell a motherfucker I am God's fuckin' gift