Tear da Club Up Thugs What You Lookin' For Lyrics

CrazyNDaLazDayz Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 DaLazDayz
  • 2 Who the Crunkest
  • 3 Smoked Out
  • 4 I'm Losing It
  • 5 Throw Your Sets
  • 6 Undercover Freaks
  • 7 Wet Party
  • 8 Elbow a Nigga
  • 9 Hell Naw
  • 10 Get Buck, Get Wild
  • 11 On Da Block
  • 12 What You Lookin' For
  • 13 Paper Chase
  • 14 Hypnotize Cash Money
  • 15 When God Calls Time Out
  • 16 Big Business
  • 17 When It's on It's Murder
  • 18 Push 'em Off
  • 19 Slob on My Nob
  • 20 All Dirty Hoes
  • 21 Triple Six Clubhouse
  • 22 A Niggas Worst Downfall
  • 23 Hypnotize Minds/Prophet Posse
  • 24 Comin' Up Next

  • (Juicy J)
    It's about 7:30, a nigga out there early early
    I'm on the ?burna? phone, just got paged by a curly curly
    hit me on my horn three times if you want the crack
    But fool don't be paging me no more for no credit sack
    Sipping on a forty, what's up shorty? (girl: What's up)
    Can I get that face? (Boy please)
    I'm out here trying to make this doped down money
    Fuck you anyway (Fuck you too)
    Hoes want a nigga that's breaking them off
    I ain't got time for that
    but if you want to get real high up to the sky I'm slinging packs

    (Dj Paul)
    I'm booing yay up out the taxi when I'm in the N.Y.
    My brother Phil D. gots my back up in the Chi.
    L.L., Sunny Sunny, Chris and don't forget Dough
    Got you faded by the pound, nigga keeping 'em though
    Lil Fin and Queens mound ya'll forever be thick
    P-mall don't ball I see you moving that shit
    T-bolo, never solo, he ride with Tony D. 'times
    Up in the polo (go 'head, go 'head) Blast my enemies

    Chorus x8

    (Lord Infamous)
    The devil's greatest trick was convincing the world he did not exist
    Now I must wrote this strategy to the drunk of this
    Carnal ? knowledges, we will not acknowledge it
    Nickels sold up in the park dog, I want my fucking part of it
    Got to make a pretty pay, Scarecrow for the night and day
    Niggas on the ledge or on the roof, we got to move this today
    And don't get no prophet ?, when you pushing hop yo
    Tell this china white style you back, oh, you go, oh
    I'm going to take a walk to the boulevard,
    till they check on his face and pace
    And make sure way this movie straight, Kaiser Soze
    I'm walking on razor blades, and keeping them flambayed
    'Cause whats on that plate is that Peruvian high grade
    I love crack addicts, they have this mesh to me, Sunny
    With rocks in your hand it should disappear and turn to money
    The green ill leafs, the evil roots and the seed is greed, paint enemy
    Like time the streets is calling me to feed

    Chorus x8

    (Project Pat)
    Friends and money, just like oil and water
    Cross the line and you can prepare for the slaughter
    'Outta be shot what you looking for some credit bro'
    I got them rocks to get you high but you twenty short
    A newport is all I can give ya' player
    So push on Project Pat ain't no perpetrater
    A demonstrater, demonstrating dog how it goes
    Hanging with killers with them drains coming out their nose
    Opposing laws in this game so I can stay on top, by slanging rock
    Oh I use my mask and my glock,
    It's non-stop, crack sales every block in town
    I'm trying to come up in this shit just like Nino Brown
    I'm staying down, watching out, trigger finger itching
    But collard greens like the dope cook up in the kitchen
    You come up missing when you owe a nigga on my block
    'Cause down here you get killed over a dime rock

    Chorus fades out...

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