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letra de too crazy - tafia

[intro]
(woo, ayy, josh, turn that beat up)

[chorus]
this sh-t done got too crazy (uh)
my dawg got shot, left four babies (phew)
i feel a type of way and i can’t change it (uh-huh)
my n-gga like, “you got somethin’, don’t waste it”
i walked inside the club wit’ a 380 (boom, boom)
hope a n-gga don’t try it, he gon’ make daily (news)
i done kicked down the door, now they all praise me (phew)
gotta ocean for a view, now i’m too wavy (let’s go)
[verse 1]
yeah, throw on some fresh kicks, post how i’m livin’ for my next b-tch
took the crumbs shopping, that’s fish sticks
two lamborghini’s, i switch, switch (skrrt)
if they only knew half the sh-t i don’t rap
keep me some blues, i don’t gotta to relapse
been through enough, get depressed when i lax
send out the troops, heard my dawg just got whacked (got-, uh)
come thru like pepé le pew, leave you stankin’ (phew)
heard you was yelling out, “gang”, what you bangin’? (uh)
chop off ya top, hit ya coupe (phew), i spill out the lamb’ like some soup (phew)
grip on that glizzy like hips, n-gga
doin’ all that talking, you a b-tch, n-gga
you see through like stones on my wrist, n-gga
don’t get me turned on wit’ this switch, n-gga

[chorus]
this sh-t done got too crazy (uh)
my dawg got shot, left four babies (phew)
i feel a type of way and i can’t change it (uh-huh)
my n-gga like, “you got somethin’, don’t waste it”
i walked inside the club wit’ a 380 (boom, boom)
hope a n-gga don’t try it, he gon’ make daily (news)
i done kicked down the door, now they all praise me (phew)
gotta ocean for a view, now i’m too wavy (let’s go)
[verse 2]
i’ll probably never be innocent (uh), this life took away all my innocence (swear)
sh-t got wicked, i had to get out the mix (i had to)
blew a sixty and got me a brighter wrist (that ice wrist)
i’ma get money, n-gga, if you title me (if you title me)
left the trap it got hot, had to idle it (uh)
heard they loving the wave and they ridin’ it (boom)
put the d in her mouth like a vitamin (woah)
gave that lil’ p-ssy some power (go)
need ten racks by the hour (go)
i hang wit’ all scammers, ex robbers, might look sweet but it’s gon’ end sour (let’s go)
i be the one that’s gon’ move on the hush (shh), i came out the cut like some dust (phew)
i want revenge, i ran that sh-t up, i threw on my ice, left ’em crushed (uh-huh)

[outro]
throw on some fresh kicks, post how i’m livin’ for my next b-tch
took the crumbs shopping, that’s fish sticks
two lamborghini’s, i switch, switch
if they only knew half the sh-t i don’t rap
keep me some blues, i don’t gotta to relapse
been through enough, get depressed when i lax
send out the troops, heard my dawg just got whacked

- tafia

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