Crazy E

Black folks can't never have no fun. These streets be Walking down the avenue crazy. From Hollywood to South Central. Streets be Crazy. Long Beach to Compton. Always up to no good. Cra-a-a-a-a-azy. Crazy. Crazy. Always up to no good. Van Nuys to Santa Ana. Crazy. Crazy. Have a look outside and take a stroll with Me. California lifestyle, you wanna roll with me. I could take you in and out and where It's gonna be. Now, as crazy as it is, You know this home for me. I wouldn't never leave it, you know that's wrong To me. I'ma stay down, you see me on The corners, G. At your local liquor store gettin' Some Optimos. And if I'm outta bounds, then I Gotta cock the fo'. Keep it on the low On the w-w-w-West Coast. Sign some autographs and then I do get ghost. Uh-huh, yeah, I love my folks, but half of Y'all fools is cutthroats. On a real note, the streets'll have you, Guide you, lead you, mislead you, it's fragile. Yeah, see, you gradually grow. And when you walkin' on my side, I think You all need to know. These streets be Walking down the avenue crazy. From Hollywood to South Central. These crazy. Long Beach to Compton. Always up to no good. Cra-a-a-a-a-azy. Crazy. Crazy. Always up to no good. Van Nuys to Santa Ana. Crazy. Crazy. On the 110 Freeway float back to the block. In a seven-deuce coupe, hoppin', hippin' to hop. Sippin' on some Hen' with my nephew F-O B. Young pimp on the grind tryna line up some Head. Have fun, deal done on the West, We run. Don't matter where you from, if you're Old or young. See saw, we walk like ooh La la. Fuck the law, we don't get caught, We just do ta-ta. Yeah, nigga, we shakin' the cops. You niggas out there just be makin' it hot. But don't trip if you're fakin' a lot. I'll break you, shake you, and take your spot. 'Cause if you think that you gon' slip through California without gettin' banged on, Brother, you're wrong. Always up to no good. I really love my dog, grew up together in Albany. Always up to no good. Hell yeah, I love New York, that's why I Married the broad, but she's. Always up to no good. We can't hang no more 'cause I'm a ballers Y'all and he's. Always up to no good. Let me tell you about these streets. Always no good. These streets be, yeah, yeah, Walking down the avenue crazy. Always up to good. From Hollywood to South Central. Streets be. Always up to no Crazy. Long Beach to Compton. Always up no good. Cra-a-a-a-a-azy. Always no Crazy. Crazy. Always up no good. Van Nuys to Santa Ana. Crazy. Always up no Crazy. Fredwreck, you a fool for that beat, man. Check it out, y'all. Julio G, Westside Radio. You got your ears tuned to the blue carpet Treatment. Pa' todos los Latinos, los voy a llevar A la Playalarga, y voy a dejar que Snoop Les diga lo que le pasó. Hey, Snoop, tell 'em what's up, vato