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Blues For Suckers Fun Lovin' Criminals Miscellaneous

Songwriters: Borgovini, Steve;Leiser, Brian Andrew;Morgan, Hugh Thomas

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We got the crazy crew
You think you coming, we say
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up

The foes that oppose me by proxy
They try to get foxy, they try to rock me
They say they got the 40 cal glock
With the 30 round clip and they losing their damn grip

Well, I came back from hell, so goddamn fit
I'll bust your lip and make you strip
You can play them games but don't play 'em in my park
I'll spill a wild bill before you get out you town car

Ranting and raving, claiming you're armed
I'll do the hit myself and then eat a chicken parm
Macking like bumpy, the business is booming
I'll chop your ass up like I was Jimmy Coonan

The westy, honey, don't test me
Ooh, I just ate 5 blotters
And things are getting kinda wacked

If you can't live the lie, let it die
And if you can't live a life full of strife
Just say oops and jump through hoops
And get to the end of the line
And get to the end of the line

We got the crazy crew
You think you coming, we say
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up

I got bear huge for my brothers
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And I got no love for the others
C'mon kids, you ain't built for bids
You'll get jacked in the ass like a sucker

Mucho dinero, the man with the hat said
He changed his mind once the crack in his head bled
Moving and shaking the brittle illusion
Referring, concurring and working out solutions

We got the crazy crew
You think you coming, we say
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up

If you can't live the lie, let it die
And if you can't live a life full of strife
Just say oops and jump through hoops
And get to the end of the line
And get to the end of the line

Know your man, know his game
Don't be ashamed from where you came
If you ask me, I'd rather have money than fame

We got the crazy crew
You think you coming, we say
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up

Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up
Na na na, we got the block locked up

We got the crazy crew
You think you coming, we say
Na na na, we got the block locked up




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