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Intro/Chorus: 
Comin thru' wit my crew like this 
Aah  I'm wit my crew like this  comin thru 
Comin thru wit my crew like this 
Uhh  wit my crew like this 
Comin thru wit my crew like this 
Boy what? Wit my crew like this 
Comin thru wit my crew like this 
Uhh  wit my crew like this 
Verse One: Dray  Skoob 
Well yo  it's 1995 this the way my crew troop 
I be the Krayzie Drayzie come to put'cha on the scoop 
like  to be a rapper nowadays is real handy 
that's why all these niggas wanna be down like Brandy 
They huffin 'n' puffin but still ain't sayin nuffin 
I see dem bluffin, they full of shit like stuffin 
Uh, without rehearsal my style is universal 
and I been drinkin St.Ives before dem commercials 
I puff a el everytime I gotta write again 
so I can climb the fuckin charts like Spiderman 
Yo yo, I be the Books but don't confuse me with Scholasis 
Boy, I'll still sink your head like I was St.John the Baptist 
Spot-blower especially when I'm not sober 
Twisted in the head I'm seein red like October 
Yo, the jibber-jabber, ain't a livin rapper deeper 
who get looser than the leaves up in my fuckin ???? 
Flavor like twice so you better rise up 
Read the off-the-wall styles like ya game of flys up 
No ruggle, I'm bout to shove anover 
blunt, where I two-talk, it's New York undercover 
And I don't have pity, more raps than rap city 
Got styles out the ass so call my raps shitty 
Comin thru' 
Chorus 
Verse Two: Dray, Skoob 
I'm bringin it back wit my niggy, it's goin down no diggy 
I riggity rock the miggity mic and got dreds like Ziggy 
Marley, don't own a Harley, you're what they call me 
kickity Krayzie Drayzie on the mic so what you want G? 
I'm rantin and ravin, still misbehavin 
See I be causin trouble even since I started shavin 
This ain't Craig Mack but black you know the flave 
I briggity break that ass up just like Super Dave 
I'm kiggity comin with a gangsta like Boo Boo 
I put it thru you, ya stinkity stink like doo doo 
Giggity guess who next up on deck for wreck? 
Shit is on and my palms don't sweat 
Forty days and nights get in some fights 
to get this style piece and on before this water mic scored 
Dat ass tried to slip a fast one by me 
Claimin to represent the murderers like Johnnie 
Cochran, but ain't no stoppin when I'm diggity droppin 
for dump, forgotten, the low down dirty rotten 
juvenile delinquents cos I still stink wit ghetto flavour 
distortin my behaviour (Check it out) 
Tootz, I'm in it for the panties, fuck the Grammys 
It's the Books, style underground 
Lounge with the tootz on some ol' major look-type shit 
and when I come thru I'm wit my crew like this 
Comin thru 
Chorus 
(Comin thru wit my crew like this) 
Comin thru, what? Blowin up the spot, punk you know we never miss 
(Comin thru wit my crew like this) 
(Yeah yeah, I'm wit my crew like this) 
Uh comin thru 
*conversation to end*

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