Hook: They say I'm crazy But they can't faze me Them chicks be lovin' me Cause I be thuggin' see I'm just a Cut Boy I hang in the Cut Boy I test em' up Boy Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
Hook 2 (2x): Now,Back the fuck up Throw ya hood up Back the fuck up Now nigga what
Verse 2:
I ain't trippin' Naw, nigga never Any kind of weather Wind or whatever I'm way too clever Status too lifted Talented and gifted You tossed it, I pitch it A hog in the dog Ball, fall and ball I touch all of y'all Duck off in the fog Sippin', a lil' tipsy, like Nipsy Fortune Teller said it look bad She was a Gypsy Mean like Feind A gangsta, Nawha mean? Underground, tell I'm Under the ground XL:(Keep The MainStream) Pistol packin', Totin', Smokin' Cuttin', Throatin', Soldier I told ya, back up Rova, It's over
Hook2 (2x):
They say I'm crazy(Uh Huh) But they can't faze me(Fa Sho) Them chicks be lovin' me(Keep it real) Cause I be thuggin' see(Wile Out) I'm just a Cut Boy(What ya do) I hang in the Cut Boy(Them what) I test em' up Boy(Yeah) Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
Hook 2x
Verse 2:
Watch me Flippa, Flippa Treat em' like a doubie Rollit and spin it fast Just like a Oozie Ain't gone let it Blues me Let nothin' get to me Come back hard and star in my own Movie If ya think ya know me Man You don't know me I done seen it all, And done it all Ain't nothin' you can show me I roll with high rollers And Purser Snatcha's Cut Boys, homie that still cause throwbacka's B.G. skeeza's that count cheese and hold Keys Screamin' C, Please let me see ya enemies I keep it real like Murda Dog and Black Dog I'm attack dog, waitin' to jack and whack y'all
(Hook)
Verse 3:
Ridin' down the wrong way Down a one way on a Sunday With a A.K., with the Bass Hay(Hey!) Wildin' Out, Wildin' Out boy With a pocket full of stones I'm in the zone Do the Gangsta Walk(O.K) Do the Gangsta Bounce(Alright) Now show ya Gold's boy Mean Mug that fool Now show ya Gold's boy
(ooks 1 and 2)
XL:
Once again, you have been listening to An XL and C-Murder collaboration Ya Know I told him, if he get me the vocals I could hook him up, ya heard me Holla, Holla...(Fade Out)
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Hook: They say I'm crazy But they can't faze me Them chicks be lovin' me Cause I be thuggin' see I'm just a Cut Boy I hang in the Cut Boy I test em' up Boy Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
Hook 2 (2x): Now,Back the fuck up Throw ya hood up Back the fuck up Now nigga what
Verse 2:
I ain't trippin' Naw, nigga never Any kind of weather Wind or whatever I'm way too clever Status too lifted Talented and gifted You tossed it, I pitch it A hog in the dog Ball, fall and ball I touch all of y'all Duck off in the fog Sippin', a lil' tipsy, like Nipsy Fortune Teller said it look bad She was a Gypsy Mean like Feind A gangsta, Nawha mean? Underground, tell I'm Under the ground XL:(Keep The MainStream) Pistol packin', Totin', Smokin' Cuttin', Throatin', Soldier I told ya, back up Rova, It's over
Hook2 (2x):
They say I'm crazy(Uh Huh) But they can't faze me(Fa Sho) Them chicks be lovin' me(Keep it real) Cause I be thuggin' see(Wile Out) I'm just a Cut Boy(What ya do) I hang in the Cut Boy(Them what) I test em' up Boy(Yeah) Cause I don't give a fuck Boy
Hook 2x
Verse 2:
Watch me Flippa, Flippa Treat em' like a doubie Rollit and spin it fast Just like a Oozie Ain't gone let it Blues me Let nothin' get to me Come back hard and star in my own Movie If ya think ya know me Man You don't know me I done seen it all, And done it all Ain't nothin' you can show me I roll with high rollers And Purser Snatcha's Cut Boys, homie that still cause throwbacka's B.G. skeeza's that count cheese and hold Keys Screamin' C, Please let me see ya enemies I keep it real like Murda Dog and Black Dog I'm attack dog, waitin' to jack and whack y'all
(Hook)
Verse 3:
Ridin' down the wrong way Down a one way on a Sunday With a A.K., with the Bass Hay(Hey!) Wildin' Out, Wildin' Out boy With a pocket full of stones I'm in the zone Do the Gangsta Walk(O.K) Do the Gangsta Bounce(Alright) Now show ya Gold's boy Mean Mug that fool Now show ya Gold's boy
(ooks 1 and 2)
XL:
Once again, you have been listening to An XL and C-Murder collaboration Ya Know I told him, if he get me the vocals I could hook him up, ya heard me Holla, Holla...(Fade Out)
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