Tray Deee - Way Too Crazy lyrics

Verse One: Tray Deee I'm from the city of no pity where them gangsta's at Dippin Lacs, flippin sacks, makin paper stack Ain't no rules it's just who's pushin major weight And just to claim your stake you gots ta gain some rate Checkin fools for your dues, let em see what'cha got Every step is for respect, you either keep it or not On these blocks I done dropped n***as down to size Ain't no question when it's flexin, who been down to ride Til I die, it's just that Eastside mentality That cause tragedy, now who ya think can handle me? I'm at my peak, out on these streets with heat Homicidal techniques and puttin n***as to sleep I keep busters on point so they don't get lazy Why you think they sayin Tray Deee's so crazy? [Jayo Felony] He looked up in the mirror, tell em what did you see [Daz] A crazy G from the LBC gettin way too crazy Chorus: Tray Deee They say Tray Deee, is a way G Ba-by, and I'm just too crazy They say Tray Deee, is a way G Ba-by, and I'm just too crazy They say Tray Deee, is a way G Ba-by, and I'm just too crazy They say Tray Deee, is a way G And I'm just too crazy Verse Two: Jayo Felony How dare you step on my blue suede shoes n***a your crew boo-boo but you were born to lose See everytime I write a rhyme it's like my last f**in time Now do n***as wanna sell dope or do n***as wanna drop dime? Bicth let me flip this brick and, get up off my dick All I can get from you is a motherf**in hit b**h, ?? ?? for real, f** a cheap thrill Cos you givin up the a**, haven't you heard crack k**s Wanna see me gold, hell no see me flow C's walkin on the moon by 2004 Want me to blast but not, cos I'll blast your spot They got a AK for your f**in pepper spray You sackin down white gal, pow yow all day It's either Beach to the Bay, where the Gz play Motherf** my enemigos, spray you or you spray me Me and my n***a Tray Deee on the C/sea, we're gettin way too crazy Chorus: Tray Deee They say Felony, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Felony, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Felony, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Felony, is a way G He's way too crazy Verse Three: Tray Deee, Jayo Felony Saggin khakis, totin Magnums wit plans for blastin (BUU BUU!!!) Whoever wanna chance if their hands the fastest Rich and get beat, no retreat, deceit Pullin whole cards hard, n***as playin for keeps Stay indiscreet, evade them weak n***as that shaky Don't mistake me, I stay pullin off safety A straight G from the heart with mine Down to ride, and I ain't never hard to find Apologise to me, apologise to me Cos you's about to meet your end, n***a that's on 4 times 10 I'mma boy, with a straight jacket and Chucks, what the f** On mine? Pickin n***as like chickens who givin it up I make brothers pull their pants up, never try to sag In presence of a real ridah, that represent the C-rag (From Long Beach to San Diego) [Daz] It's Tray Deee [Jayo Felony] and Jayo [Daz] Actin a fool and gettin way too crazy Chorus: Tray Deee They say Felony, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Tray Deee, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Felony, is a way G Ba-by, he's way too crazy They say Tray Deee, is a way G Ba-by, he's just too crazy Outro: Daz Dillinger Ha ha, yeah (He's way too crazy) Doin it like that everyday all day, ha ha (He's just too crazy) And y'all just don't understand this where we drop this on y'all (He's way too crazy) And we gon' continue to drop it like this til we die (Is a way G, ba-by, he's way too crazy) Tray Deee and Jayo Felony