Crazy C - Freestyle lyrics

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Crazy C - Freestyle lyrics

2 Scoops- Yeah, my mind get complex like s** n***a Scoop is on the microphone and I gets wrecked Can I wreck this, from Long Beach to Texas I be rollin through the hood in a Lexus (is that what you do) Perfection is the way that I gets really wicked Dove Shack in the house muthaf**a come to kick it Stick it, pick it up a little bit I have some dope on my mind and I got rid of it Bo Roc- Watch out now Here I come, here I come as I step up to the microphone Snappin s**ers like a chicken bone Long Beach be my home and the chrome that I pack I used to chill on the West Side at The Dove Shack On Delta, helter skelter, have you ever felt a n***a run through your a** like Alka Seltzer Or ex lax, never lax on my sk**s Packs my steel C Knight- So, you gets mashed like potatoes You can't fade those Muthaf**az from the shack With the big guns like that So back the f** up As we act the f** up Lettin you n***as know Straight whats goin down so n***as I clown I surround you with the gang rollin Black and gold afforded n***as I'm straight strollin To equips like the see I never slip Because I'm doper, doper, see I'm straight broke ya 2 Scoops- Is that what you is? Cuz I handle my biz And its regularly n***as can't get with me Cuz I was simply, a** on the curb As I swerve in my Cutla** Might be a bucket, I got a dick s** it Really quick b**h and get yo a** on your way S to the C double O-P with the shack dont play Delay, no way like a plane comin through Dove Shack's in the house droppin VooDoo Bo Roc- See when I grab the microphone MCs I be breakin em off I leave em lost, excuse me I have to cough Ah, back again when I bend like a rainbow This ain't no game ho, I show no shame When it come to rippin the track In fact, its the shack Right up in your face Get a little taste of the ba** Like a ace, a little spade When I'm laid parlay, parlay When I come spittin lyrics with no delay C Knight- Its this n***a thats full of mystery I leave your a** in history If you f**in wit me, pissin me off I toss you, a f**in cross the room Sweet n***as I bring f**in crews, and fools doom Sit, I drops bombs here and there, everywhere I go See I grabs the microphone like this and straight catch the flow Flows, I shows, no love for them hoes And, I got my pocket on fat to the store I go 2 Scoops- You best a watch out You best a watch out for the automatic We got sk**s that be flippin like a acrobatic Magic it gets cuz VooDoo isn't in me Can't you send me a** to the G Funk Era Double dare a n***a to step Without a gat kept in a safe place His a** will get erased Like an eraser, mace and sh**, that I be like droppin Never stoppin, so won't you come and rob him Bo Roc- In other words, you get served, with that dope sh** When I come with that muthaf**in sh** That leave you hung by the rope By top, got that funky funky f**in funkin f**in style And I'll, peel the muthaf**in on the real Ice boy steel Nerve is a muthaf**in blurp when I swerve To the curb I'm tweakin off herb When a muthaf**a count my spread they sh** I serve Like a waiter, and get grey later On the car fader, I hate a perpetraitor Aid up beat up beat up need a muthaf**in k**a C Knight- So, menace to murder Tactic sk**s like this I'll serve ya Bring yo a** on, pack up the crew Step to the n***as thats always sportin blue True to what I does Hit the weed to catch the buzz Was I there, I dont know Still feelin fly so Please dont try You might die where you standin Loaded, I'm landin to the chin So please dont pretend 2 Scoops- As my freestyle run free like a n***a gettin out the pen Cheat you like a rainbow muthaf**a den I'm bout to bend Your whole structure, you can't f** with my bustin n***as I be rushin, always kickin up dust and I'm never lackin on them sk**s, and my mind is on swo n***a, I roll, and I like to hold, 50's in my pocket That eye I will sock it, blastin to all the spots just like a rocket Bo Roc- Function function, whats yo function When I'm rollin on a busta I'm straight dumpin Dont need no muthaf**in car for a drive-by Never will I fly by, might as well I'm high sigh Ahh, thats what I do when I'm like strollin, rollin That be my game when I hang, I bang, and slang Muthaf**in cabby, a pimp daddy dont need no caddy To play no playa, playa hata I cannot fade ya sh**, we got it funky than a muthaf**a in here You know what I'm sayin, and sh** Its like stankin and sh** sh**s just stankin all up in this muthaf**a Its what I do best, please dont test Or you might find a Smith and Wess, god bless (and rest in peace)

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