Murder Ain’t Crazy by Spice 1
Murder Ain’t Crazy by Spice 1

Murder Ain’t Crazy

Spice 1 * Track #11 On AmeriKKKa’s Nightmare

Murder Ain’t Crazy Lyrics

[Chorus]
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
They're callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy

[Intro (over Chorus)]
Yeah, yeah, haha, haha
What's up, nigga?
Don't look at me like you don't know who I am
AmeriKKKa's nightmare
Spice motherfuckin' 1, nigga
Young, Black, you know I don't give a fuck

[Verse 1]
Old school drop Caddy, five, six niggas
Rollin' up in my rearview
With they fingers up on them triggers
Come, let's take a trip
And hop into some gangsta shit with me
Thirteen caps for them niggas who wanna get with me
Get at me, niggas emptyin' off clips at me
Wanna put some holes and some motherfuckin' rips in me
But I don't give a fuck, I just stay strapped
And be a soldier about that shit
When it comes to peelin' them caps, nigga
So won't you get your blast on
And if you miss me with your thirteen shots, nigga
Your ass gone
'Cause I'm gon' hit you on that first shot
And then I ain't gon' stop
Until some motherfuckers call the cops
Then I'll be 1-8-7 thousand like my song say
'Cause you was fuckin' with this nigga on the wrong day

[Chorus]
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
They're callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Sayin' I'm a lunatic but murder ain't crazy
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
They're sayin' I'm a lunatic but murder ain't crazy
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Murder ain't crazy

[Verse 2]
See, I be raisin' 'em up off the block with my AP-nitty
Quick to come wicked and bust some caps in my city
I comes with much clout
And never one nigga could take me out
Rollin' 'em up like Levi's
Cuff him and stuff him, eat 'em like bean pies
And niggas be talkin' that shit
But yo, ain't none of 'em runnin' up
I'm gunnin' up the next niggas feelin' buck shots
I thought you niggas knew
I'm finna smoke that nigga who stole my six-deuce
And when I gat that ass, I'ma leave him lyin' there
Cryin' there, the motherfucker dyin' there
And Mr. Lawrence better have insurance
'Cause I'ma ga-uh-gat that ass with the tourists
Rock-a-bye baby, goin' crazy
Punk motherfuckers like you can't fade me
Tryna squab with the clip and a trigger
Ol' groupie ass bitch type of nigga

[Chorus]
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy (Yeah)
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
They callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
They callin' me a lunatic but murder ain't crazy

[Verse 3]
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Grabs my .4-5 and puts down my .380
I creep up on they ass, tip-toe with the pump
Split a nigga down the middle like Phillie blunt
I keeps my strap by my side to keep niggas in check
And all my posse pack Glock .9s, Uz' thangs and TECs
You see we rolls down the block three o'clock in the morning
Indo got us gone and strap mobile phones
And about five ki's in the back of the trunk
Niggas down ass fuck, but we don't want no funk
'Cause, uh, transportation is the shit we used to do
Had the whole shot, drop mob spot and crew
Ri-uh-ring on my motherfuckin' cellular
As I heard a nigga screamin': "Get the fuck out the car"
Nigga, let me get my chronic and my indo sack
As my DJ Xtra Large blew that bitch on his back
Runnin' up on some players so I had to figure
He was a groupie ass bitch type of nigga

[Chorus]
Groupie ass bitch type of niggas can't fade me
Sayin' I'm a lunatic but murder ain't crazy

[Outro (over Chorus)]
Yeah, what's up, nigga?
Y'all motherfuckers ain't up on no real ass G's, huh, nigga
Peel a cap for the motherfuckin' strength
Nigga, you don't wanna fuck with this
You don't want none of this
Step back, nigga
Just listen
Watch, motherfucker
Look at some real ass niggas rip shit up
'9-4
Punk ass nigga
Yeah
Yeah
Back again with some of that murder shit
Spiggedy 1 whippin' up on that ass for '9-4 and '9-5, bitch, haha
What y'all niggas know about a real ass G? Ha
I kicks gangsta shit daily, biatch
1-87 thousand, G

Murder Ain’t Crazy Q&A

Who wrote Murder Ain’t Crazy's ?

Murder Ain’t Crazy was written by Spice 1 & Black Jack (producer).

Who produced Murder Ain’t Crazy's ?

Murder Ain’t Crazy was produced by Black Jack (producer).

When did Spice 1 release Murder Ain’t Crazy?

Spice 1 released Murder Ain’t Crazy on Tue Nov 22 1994.

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