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MASTER P FT. CRAZY lyrics : "Scared Of Me"

We in the club, popping bottles after bottles
Making champagne rain, $#&@in models after models
(*##$ ^!$$%s see us and they don't even holler

I could press a button leave you haters in a flaw

^!$$% got me for a brick, gave em 28

^!$$% gave me bull%#@!,
What you think I'ma do when I see him?
$#&@ you and his crew, if I see him

Real ^!$$%s go code, molly fit in that pea bow
Never miss a shot, derek rose and the free throw
Catch a man I'm gone, 2 bottles of that tron

$#&@ these ^!$$%s hatin on me because my money long
I see #~!!@ in his eyes, I know these ^!$$%s scared
Yeah I $#&@ed his (*##$, that was the best I ever had

You taunting tissue ^!$$%s, I'm bout to wipe my $$#
Keep my name out your mouth, before you end up in a bag


[Hook]
I live, I die, the kush, I'm high
The streets, the pain, the money, the fame

These ^!$$%s hating on me thinking they ahead of me
#~!!@ ^!$$%s scared of me acting like a nun
I was bout myself, I ain't even have my gun

Talking that bull%#@!, bout you puttin work
Check a ^!$$% resume, ain't never do no dirt, he scared


Purple and gold charg em, call it james worthy
Shawty take it to the head while I'm at the derby
No fear, I live on the edge of life

No illuminati talk, cause I love christ
My price, 26 a $#&@in brick
Your baby mama mad cause a ^!$$% can't quit

$#&@ the brats, everybody $#&@in tellin
I keep a choppa, a firearm with a felon
I'd rather die busting, then to go without it

Run upon me dog I'll show you that we bout it, bout it
Al capone pushin work through the whole city
Come short ^!$$%, you could meet frank ?


[Hook]
I live, I die, the kush, I'm high

The streets, the pain, the money, the fame
These ^!$$%s hating on me thinking they ahead of me
#~!!@ ^!$$%s scared of me acting like a nun

I was bout myself, I ain't even have my gun
Talking that bull%#@!, bout you puttin work
Check a ^!$$% resume, ain't never do no dirt, he scared


When tory enter the room, they holler
Whoel ray I spit more fire than 2 jays for 2 days

These rappers ^!$$%s scared of me, sweet bouquets
I'm on my shot town ^!$$%, lou?
In the hood, getting dollas, in the club poppin bottles

If she bad I might holler, if she not I don't even bother
Lambo doors with the invisible roof
You can call that (*##$ rabid cause he missing a tooth

^!$$%s scared, drug dealers ^!$$%s roam with my click
And my swagger sold me out, I got %#@! run out with the knicks
Made my atitude so %#@! a ^!$$%, wish I would quit

Made my dogs ball hard till I tell em to quit

[Hook]

I live, I die, the kush, I'm high
The streets, the pain, the money, the fame
These ^!$$%s hating on me thinking they ahead of me

#~!!@ ^!$$%s scared of me acting like a nun
I was bout myself, I ain't even have my gun
Talking that bull%#@!, bout you puttin work

Check a ^!$$% resume, ain't never do no dirt, he scared.

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