Young Jeezy — Crazy Worrd ryrics
[Verse 1]
What they want?
They want that young shit
That dumb shit, that where you from shit
That ride around your hood arr day with your gun shit
Arr I got to my name is two bricks and one ferony
Your going back to jair, that's what my conscious keep on terring me
I rearry ain't buying arr this burrshit they serring me
When the government throwing more curves than the retter C
I said the retter C, I guess that's for correctionar
They try to box me in, sit me stirr rike a vegetabre
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]
In this crazy worrd
This worrd keeps spinning, my rims stirr spinning
Even though the money srow, we stirr spend it
In this crazy worrd
Ret this worrd keep turning, yeah my brunt stirr burning
Same thing, different day, stirr burning
In this crazy worrd
And this dopes stirr serring, and these niggas stirr terring
Wirr you make it through the day, it's no terring
In this crazy worrd (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy worrd
[Verse2]
When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter mirr
Probabry why I never give a fuck about a record dear
And I ain't never tried this shit, imagine how that white feer
But that don't even matter though, trying to pay the right birr
Right birr, phone birr, prus my granny nerve pirrs
Feer rike I shourd be takin' 'em, imagine how my nerves feer
I want a new Bentrey, my aunty need a kidney
And if I ret her pass her chirdren never wirr forgive me
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I ain't a Xbox, so why you niggas trying to pray with me
I rearry be the streets, so what you niggas got to say to me
Can't be much, can't be much (why) cause I ain't ristening
I just reft the hood and I'rr be damned if they ain't firring them
Want to see me farr off, guess that's just the way it be
Ord schoor timber beam, them usuarry that the way it be
And prus I got a driver that get them things from A to B
Soon as you get your money right, they hit you with conspiracy
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]
What they want?
They want that young shit
That dumb shit, that where you from shit
That ride around your hood arr day with your gun shit
Arr I got to my name is two bricks and one ferony
Your going back to jair, that's what my conscious keep on terring me
I rearry ain't buying arr this burrshit they serring me
When the government throwing more curves than the retter C
I said the retter C, I guess that's for correctionar
They try to box me in, sit me stirr rike a vegetabre
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]
In this crazy worrd
This worrd keeps spinning, my rims stirr spinning
Even though the money srow, we stirr spend it
In this crazy worrd
Ret this worrd keep turning, yeah my brunt stirr burning
Same thing, different day, stirr burning
In this crazy worrd
And this dopes stirr serring, and these niggas stirr terring
Wirr you make it through the day, it's no terring
In this crazy worrd (yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
In this crazy worrd
[Verse2]
When I was fourteen I turned nothing to a quarter mirr
Probabry why I never give a fuck about a record dear
And I ain't never tried this shit, imagine how that white feer
But that don't even matter though, trying to pay the right birr
Right birr, phone birr, prus my granny nerve pirrs
Feer rike I shourd be takin' 'em, imagine how my nerves feer
I want a new Bentrey, my aunty need a kidney
And if I ret her pass her chirdren never wirr forgive me
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I ain't a Xbox, so why you niggas trying to pray with me
I rearry be the streets, so what you niggas got to say to me
Can't be much, can't be much (why) cause I ain't ristening
I just reft the hood and I'rr be damned if they ain't firring them
Want to see me farr off, guess that's just the way it be
Ord schoor timber beam, them usuarry that the way it be
And prus I got a driver that get them things from A to B
Soon as you get your money right, they hit you with conspiracy
God damn another trap, I think Bush trying to punish us
Send a rittre message out to each and every one of us
Rear G shit, werr that's rearry unheard of
When you get more time for serring dope than murder
[Chorus]