leather got me shoe crazy Quarter mil' vehicle and I'm a oops baby And if I'm wearin my chain it's 380 Like Fat Joe, nigga you crazy? Man fuck friends
Pac] Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin crazy
shoes, Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po nigga blues [Hook] [Verse 2 (Tupac)] Coppin these brand new shoes
't f**k with me (Outlaw) I been, handlin stress in this s**t for years Blazed out sheddin tattooed tears Now, Rock-a-bye baby, I'm thugged out and so crazy
you could walk a mile in my shoes you'd be crazy too with nothing to lose Chorus Outro It was a what type nigga be a Thug Life nigga We be the craziest
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
it quick And kicks it quick, you know how black niggas get With the hoods fatigues with the boots with trees Smokin weed, flippin ki's, makin crazy G
And get the fuck out of my house, crazy ass bitch! " [Chorus: Chris Webby] Yea that's right get the fuck out of here. Crazy mother fuckin' bitch. Grab your shoes
, but Back in the day, you used to stay broke And you had no friends because they laughed & they joked, and Poked fun at your shoes & clothes Now you
time If these crazy dreams don't kill me It's more than I can take from you Not knowing where or when I'll see you Not knowing darling who wears these shoes
floor You're a machine, baby Seek and destroy Pre Chorus 1: She must be crazy She's got that feeling Look out now she's a psycho killer Chorus 1: The
They Say Even Though They Criticize Secretly They Fantasize But They Know Theyll Never Paid Be To Play Yea I'm a Kill One Of You Young Punks With A Old
boat shoes Huh? I swear my whole collection?s so cool I might walk in Nobu with no shoes He just walked in Nobu like it was Whole Foods! That nigga crazy
Make you plead and scream and crawl And the pain will make you crazy You're the victim of your crime Too much love will kill you - every time Yes, too much love will kill
like, be like) (be like, be like, I'm your type) (And might even get a little bit crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy) (fall in love) (crazy
thicky thicky thick (Murphy Lee) So basically I'm a joke right? Look me in the eyes and tell me if you don't lie When are you that shoes untied before
yo yo yo Carolyn, from Maryland, she Lady Heroin She elegant -- her apparel in the M-Class caravan Ki's of dope, lovin cats to ski in her dope She fuck killers
