I go crazy I go crazy And do you know? And do you know? And do you know? And do you know? And do you know without you I just go crazy? And do you
Oversættelse: Angel City. Kender du (I Go Crazy).
like I ain't got nothin' Better to do than look for you, yeah 'Cause I'll be all night searching Do what I gotta do till I find you U got me in the
I'm just twenty some odd years and I already lost my mother And I cried tears of joy I know she smiles on her boy, I dream of you more My love goes to
Drive slow, homie If you ridin' around the city with nowhere to go Drive slow, homie Live today 'cause tomorrow man, you never know You never know,
Excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new 11 And if I die I'ma do it reppin' I never do a second I swear niggaz be eyeing me all hard And lying
migraine, take two Excedrin I'm the one twice over I'm the new eleven And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it second I swear niggas be eyein'
hangover day Johnny said, "What's going on today?" I said, "I don't know nothing Why don't you call the other guys?" I waited for an hour and then I
TV you better listen 'cause you know they'll play me In the club you in the corner while my shit go crazy And I got my soldiers in the back, so you don
case I gotta kill a cop I'ma need 'em to beat 'em [Daz] They say, "Slip are you a rider?" And I reply, "Hell yeah I'm a rider!" My situation got illy,
the game and I swear it's like a trap But I ain't given up on the hood, it's all good when I go back Hoes show me love, niggaz give me props Forever hope
sufferin' I'm just twenty-some-odd years, I done lost my mother And I cried tears of joy, I know she smiles on her boy I dream of you more, my love goes
sublime And if you feel me, I'm a keep it real for this episode Makin' you raw and do some critical overload What must I do to live in the City of Angels
for you to know And I don't have the heart to give these Bitch ass niggas the cue to go So they stick around kicking out feedback And I entertain it
not to be squealers If they do try not to be shocked to see killers Yeah, I'm crazy eyes killer, triple optic Cold man go Guerrilla, pure with no filler Rakaa's that real-I
You know what I'm gonna do at witness stand? I thought I'd get all teary eyes and ask for your handkerchief. Then I think I'd take a peek at the jury