Go Loco - Young Buck, The City Paper, Young Buck & The City Paper

Imma go crazy, imma go crazy, imma go crazy, imma go crazy

Hey yo if i beat this fuckin case people…

Imma go crazy, imma go crazy, imma go crazy

This bitch all excited cause she ain’t seen a nigga

Like roll a blunt up and light it then pop a bean a nigga

Hey Tity Boi lemme try it, codine a nigga

Hold up dont make me have to murder scene a nigga

Somebody lied, I’m not a star

Got a 45 on my side, choppa by the bar

Got bout 10 grand on me, and my money wrinkled

Left the Unit bought some units broke them all down to singles

All my new hoes on that nuvo, my old hoes on that no more

She want that old thang back, but i won’t go

I’m losing my mind in the Louis store

My patnah on the line tryna gimme 9 and shoot me 4

Hold a nigga down, let me live

You know how it is nigga tryna pay the bills

On the real im just tryna dodge the popo… while dealin with the coco

Im not a star, that means im loco bitch

Well buck, imma rep like this,?

zone he on 46

D-strap he on 40 block, T-High he on 43rd

Talkin bout my west niggas, get ya hit for 40 birds

Lemme cop this 40 grand, make it off a?

hoe

Lemme see that oujia board, pop it super mario

Trash bags of loud purp, keep it with my college hoe

Say that nigga talkin shit, hit him at the dollar store

Feds they got me pissed, finna x em out, gotta go

To whom it may concern, bitch you outta here, adios

Shout out to my mexican used to bring a lot of coke

Shout out to my jo nigga cudi bud?

not a joke

Say them niggas tellin mane, nah im ain’t hold ya head

Still Im on my loco shit, real niggas goin fed

DJ he a real nigga, member me?

No sir