Go Crazy (Remix)

Lyrics for Go Crazy (Remix)

Yeah, dough boy, this is the official huslers' anthem You gettin' money? Throw it in the air Guess who's bizzack? Still smellin' blow in my clothes Like crispy cream, I was cookin' 'em Os (cookin' 'em Os) Like horseshoes, I was tossin' them O's Time to re-up, gotta recycle the flow (recycle the flow) I'm emotional, I hug the block (ey) I'm so emotional, I love my glock Cash rules everything around me, so what's realer? Buy the scrilla, call me a ghostface killa (yep) It's kinda hard to be drug free When Georgia Power won't give a nigga lights free Switch hustle's been killin' 'em ever since (since) If it paid to tell the truth, dawg, it'd only make cents When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy (yeah) Them watch the dope boys go crazy I pop my collar, then I swing my chain You can catch me in the club pimpin', doin' my thing (ey) When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy Them watch the dope boys go crazy Pop your collar, then you swing your chain All the gangstas in the street, they be doin' their thing (ey) By 18, the hard way (let's get it) I have a humble nigga, victimed by gun play (yeah) Now who the fuck want to play with guns? A lot of hoes, a lot of bloods, dawg, shit ain't fun So, I suggest you dont play with my chain I'll send these hollow jets, and let 'em play with yo' brain (that's right) The street's watchin', the name is warm The product is white, a star is born (yeah) Pimpin', I'm so fly, now, take the parachute off, I might fall and die (damn) Back to work like spandex with the latex (yeah) Then we ship it out of town, call it safe sex When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy Them watch the dope boys go crazy I pop my collar, then I swing my chain You can catch me in the club pimpin', doin' my thing When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy Them watch the dope boys go crazy Pop your collar, then you swing your chain All gangsta in the street, they be doin' their thing I'm more than hustler, I'm the definition of it Master chef, lord of the kitchen cupboard More than street legend, hommie, it's Hova More than a relief pitch, I'm the closer The Mariano of the Mariot, urgh If money talks, the whole world's 'bout to hear me out See I'm a hustler's hope, I'm not his pipe dreams So, when the speak of success, I'm what they might mean Attract money, my worst color is light green My favorite hue is Jay Z blue Don't follow me youngin', follow my moves I'm not a role model, my bad influence got the world drinkin' gold bottles When Puff was in that tub spillin' Mo I was at my video, Cris on a speed boat In My Lifetime, nigga, go do your research St. Thomas, my nigga, that was me first Chrome shoes to GS, I came feet first In the game, like a baby born a breeched birth I got the keys if you need work I can king pin you a line, a dime at a time, urgh My niggas love it when I talk like this My corporate people start buggin' 'cause I talk like this The corporate thugs is like, "Nah Hov, talk that shit" The dope boys go crazy when they hear that boy Jay Z (whoa) See, I'm a 80's baby, mastered Reaganomics School of hard knocks, everyday is college You ain't did nothin' I ain't did Nigga, pay homage, or pay the doctor I spray llamas still, the time will reveal You know I'm bein' honest, y'all, l ain't pull my coat yet And I keep my shit in coat check They say the truth shall come to the light So everybody grab your shades, 'cause your boy that bright, goodnight! When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy (yeah) Them watch the dope boys go crazy I pop my collar, then I swing my chain You can catch me in the club pimpin', doin' my thing (hey) When they play that new Jeez, all the dope boys go crazy Them watch the dope boys go crazy Pop your collar, then you swing your chain All the gangstas in the street, they be doin' their thing (ey)