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go crazy - stunthard hotboyz lyrics

[intro]
f*ck these dumbass hoes
yea

[verse 1]
man these hoes get on my nerves real sh*t
real n*gga but it’s hard to find a real b*tch
loose ass, trife ass, broke ass, dumb b*tch
no kiss, you can’t get sh*t
not a crumb b*tch
f*ck hoes real sh*t
bouta take my b*tch shoppin, buy her new clips
with some lil grimey n*ggas and they steal sh*t
real street more bricks than a building
i can hit any b*tch that’s on cash
cuz all they take is cash
four trucks all black black mask black mat
bust a nut its all bad
f*ck yo face all ass
i be trappin wit them trappers in the cut all slabs i got trus on
big stictch 10 in the loud pat
front boy run take 10 wit him
fall off bounce right back less than 10 minutes
trust none jackboy if he move k!ll em

[verse 2]
i been doin’ this sh*t i ain’t no f*ckin rookey
if its money on the flo we cancel all p*ssy
n*gga you ain’t with that sh*t we don’t f*ck with p*ssies
n*gga you ain’t with that sh*t you can’t f*ck with me
f*ck b*tches buss guns stack a lot of cheese
we be up all night we don’t f*ck wit sleep
n*gga i’m so sleeze i f*cked yo main squeeze
and these n*ggas so sick they can’t stand me
how dare these n*ggas talk down on me
have some k!llers on yo ass make it hard to sleep
glock 30 wit’ a 40 stop yo heart from beatin’
i’ll take everything and make it hard to eat
b*tch its big ju
yea big ju
these f*ck n*ggas catch bullets and these b*tches too
this sh*t real n*gga
ain’t n0body safe
betta take yo ass to church n*gga betta pray
[verse 3]
i fell and now i’m back and n*ggas mad
when i was down everybody switched the sh*t was sad
it turned me to a savage and i put that on cash
20 bands once the l!ck slit
don’t even ask
i heard n*ggas talking down on me to the hoes
i swear i’m goin’ crazy can’t trust a f*ckin soul
shoutout to my ex man she did a n*gga bold
but i learned my lesson quick neva trust anotha’ hoe
i was down on my knuckles now i’m back maintainin’
went and copped some ice now i’m back chain sw*ngin’
glock stay wit me like chief in bang bangin’
talkin catch em out in traffic imma catch em lane sw*ngin’

[verse 4]
i woke up got dressed and got straight to it
called the plug got a bag and ran straight thru it
and i’m tired of n*ggas lyin’ like they bus buddha
call them hotboyz up b*tch they really shootin’
n*ggas hoes i can prove it call a cop and plea
see me in the streets we ain’t friends b*tch don’t talk to me
come and cop from me
or you can cop from skeez
call the 808 if i ain’t got it you can cop from keese
can’t get sh*t from me
but some d*ck from me
b*tch i hit you quick kicked you out go get hit by d
stunthard almighty chase the f*ckin cheese
go crazy hot boys that’s my f*ckin team
[verse 5]
put the money on the flo cuz i need that
if the 40 in my hand imma squeeze that
hit the l!ck quick we can split it up
if the spot get hot we can switch it up
shots getting fired now you b*tchin up
call the hook to my crib now you snitchin’ huh
imma stunthard n*gga tell yo mans that
shootin shots while you runin’ at yo mans back
aimin at his t**th he can tell that
smoke a lotta loud you can smell that
f*ck you talking bout i got my own sh*t
i ain’t f*ckin wit you n*ggas got my own clique

- stunthard hotboyz lyrics

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