Crazy 8 S lyrics

f/ Blitz, Faul Monday, Germ,



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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 cock 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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