Sha Money XL - Maybe We Crazy lyrics

[Intro 50 Cent] Yeah, uhuh, let's take 'em there, yeah [Verse 1] Sonny did ten years in the fed joint, he half way out He ain't home, his a** in a halfway house Correctional facilities don't correct sh** Cause the first thing he asked is who gotta get hit A shoot out in 89' f**ed up how he walk He a grimey a** n***a, you should hear how he talk Should shoot the shepard in the head and da sheep ill scatter Let n***as talk cause action is all that matters I asked about Barnes he s**ed his teeth and said he was soft Said the boys up in Otisville was breakin him off Can you picture him in the yard, n***as yokin him up Treatin him like a pin cushion, pokin him up He came home actin like he hard as f** Must want a first cla** ticket to see god Uh huh He stick his chest out tellin' n***as he don't back down Wait until he find out Sonny's back 'round [HookX2] Maybe we crazy, but this is the way we came up n***a front, that somethin gon go down n***a stunt, cruise to this b**h if you want Without a strap, and you gon getcha a** layed down [Verse 2] My n***a Los comin home soon he up there in Fort Dix It's on when he come home cause he can get 'nuff bricks I was young he taught me not to run, I popped my gun par You can ask Scarlata ??? and Amar Them n***as used to hit banks back in the days They embedded in my brain young crime does pay New Cadillacs and Bonnevilles the very next day I just look and learn, I ain't have much to say Legs ill squeeze the life out you like a boa constrictor f** a headlock, im talking bout extortion n***a Apply pressure, its hot, get the f** out the kitchen When n***as pay you every Friday you ain't got to stick em At the dice game if Ace roll a six it's no problem But if he roll a ace he gon pull out and rob him Losin, a little is alot, when n***as is starvin' Man the drama in my hood is goin down regardless [HookX2] [Verse 3] Everbody know Education shot Jamal over short paper He on the run you want a n***a hit son he'll take it Heard Wise got shot up over some punk sh** In the club beefin' with n***as over some dumb b**h They say Willy was caked up off them credit card scams Started a pyramid, the n***a took the money and ran Heard he was outta town ridin round in the pound Chrome spinnin' 545 I no lie ask how Out on VA, Hampton homecoming he cruise by He run in to the n***as that he beat, he gon die E must've caught a jooks the D's flashin' his mugshot You know it's his M.O. to run up in them crack spots His sister, she aight, big hips, lil waist, big tits Pretty face, we f**ed on the staircase Lisa that's my b**h she freak off with a n***a, sh** Man I gotta call that b**h [HookX2]