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Comin thru' wit my crew like
Aah, I'm wit my crew this, comin thru
Comin thru wit my crew this
Uhh, wit my crew like
Comin thru wit my crew this
Boy what? wit my like this
Comin thru wit my crew like
Uhh, wit my like this

yo, it's 1995 this the way my crew troop
I be the krayzie drayzie to put'cha on the scoop
Like, to be a rapper nowadays is real
why all these niggas wanna be down like brandy
They huffin 'n' puffin but still sayin nuffin
I see dem bluffin, they full of shit like
Uh, rehearsal my style is universal
And I drinkin strives before dem commercials
I a el every time I gotta write again
So I can climb the fuckin like Spiderman

Yo yo, I be the books but don't me with scholastic
Boy, I'll still your head like I was St.John the Baptist
Spot-blower especially I'm not sober
Twisted in the head I'm red like October
Yo, the jibber-jabber, ain't a livin rapper
Who get looser than the up in my fuckin
like twice so you better rise up
Read the off-the-wall styles like ya of flys up
No ruggle, I'm bout to an over
Blunt, where I two-talk, New York undercover
And I don't have pity, more raps than rap
Got styles out the ass so my raps shitty
thru'

Comin thru' wit my crew this
Aah, I'm wit my crew this, comin thru
thru wit my crew like this
Uhh, wit my crew like
Comin thru wit my crew this
Boy wit my crew like this
Comin wit my crew like this
Uhh, wit my crew this

I'm bringin it back wit my niggy, it's goin no diggy
I riggity rock the miggity mic and got dreds like
Marley, own a Harley, you're what they call me
Kickity krayzie drayzie on the mic so you want g?
I'm rantin and ravin, misbehavin
See I be causin even since I started shavin
This ain't craig but black you know the flave
I break that ass up just like super Dave
I'm kiggity comin with a gangsta boo boo
I put it you, ya stinkity stink like doo doo

guess who next up on deck for wreck?
Shit is on and my don't sweat
days and nights get in some fights
To get this style piece and on before water mic scored
Dat ass tried to a fast one by me
Claimin to the murderers like Johnnie
Cochran, but ain't no stoppin when I'm diggity
For dump, forgotten, the low dirty rotten
Juvenile cos I still stink wit ghetto flavor
my behavior (check it out)
Tootz, I'm in it for the panties, the grammys
It's the books, underground
Lounge with the on some ol' major look-type shit
And when I come thru I'm wit my like this
thru

Comin thru' wit my crew this
Aah, I'm wit my crew like this, comin
thru wit my crew like this
Uhh, wit my like this
Comin wit my crew like this
Boy wit my crew like this
Comin thru wit my crew this
Uhh, wit my crew like

(Comin wit my crew like this)
Comin thru, what? blowin up the spot, punk you know we never
(Comin thru wit my crew this)
(Yeah yeah, I'm wit my like this)
Uh thru