Перевод: Crazy как Pinoy. Говядина.
[Chorus:] I can't sleep nigga, I can't eat If we got beef, if we got beef NOW [x4] [First Verse:] It ain't no secret, if I'm beefin' wit'cha I'll
most of us soldiers we can barely fall asleep and time and time again i'm feeling incompetent cos my women back home, we're constantly arguing and i must be crazy
when the herb inhanses, then he got moved up like half a ki, when to his olders got a piece so he could finish the beef, its crazy how shit can escalate
certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it It was crazy, this shit went way beyond
tried to play you, you can't let him skate with that Man I hate this crap, this ain't rap, This is crazy the way we act When we confuse hip-hop with
on a plane now, Eatin their food and their baked beans. I'm 28 , They gon take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane or insane crazy? When i say Hussien
and put Hailie on I may be wrong, I keep thinkin these crazy thoughts in my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom ("Is she really on as much dope as
ain't nuttin but a slut to me Bitch I'ma kill you! You ain't got the balls to beef We ain't gon' never stop beefin I don't squash the beef You better
over the edge then I'm pullin you with me You poke a stick at a big boy you get bit B These words stick to you like crazy glue When you diss me cause
the shooters out Come out the club we out front with the Ruegers out Nah ain't no sense to talkin peace my brotha That beef will probably send your monkey
she on my dick It's no coincidence, niggas who fuck wit me get shot up I do a Cali style drive by and tear ya block up You soft through, be puttin up a crazy
guitar string A slab of turkey-neck and it’s hangin’ from a pigeon wing You can’t write if you can’t relate Trade the cash for the beef for the body
cockin' Lovin my doggie While we shinin' continue flossin Steppin on toes I crush the whole shoe Pronto like Cru till I'm Triumphant like Wu The shit you talkin crazy
know the shit is drivin' you crazy, you wonderin' how The streets ain't never want you, Beatrice, whachu gonna do now? Now if you wanna beef with me,
and they talk a little strange But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame [Verse 1] I was told it's a crazy world, well I was born crazy
she rock shit, stop when block shit Never try to run when she pull back the cock shit Stop, drop, shut 'em down open up shop shit Got 'em goin' crazy
