Insane N Da Brain

Lyrics

(Chorus: Gangsta Blac) Smoked out, Loced out, Insane in the brain (Verse 1: Lil Jyule) Ana for you lemon lames Bustas with that flaugin' mane Rollin on yo turf you claim Hollow points into your brain Leave you layin dead, in the hood that you claimin' ho ? test the fuckin tec, ? test the forty fo If you brotha want some static, he can test the automatic Tre eight o is in my hand Anxious just a killer man Playa hatin imitating niggas ? like they hard Maybe thats the reason playa Jyule ? Playa haters I don't need, ho I wanna make you bleed Lettin these scrubs smoke you out, now they clean outta weed Broke as fuck is how you be Playa hatin R I C Hang yo head low as hell, everytime you see ? Ho you know I'm never slippin Keefing blunts got me trippin Lookin for that busta cuz he due for a Glock Bustin hollow points, as I blast on yo mothafuckin ass Coolin off my tec cuz mac Jyule got the last laugh (Chorus: Gangsta Blac) Smoked out, Loced out, Insane in the brain (Verse 2: Crenshaw) Crenshaw killers on the mic Ready to smoke another sack Slangin that caine just an everyday thang Get the water boy, lets make this crack R I C and ? Hoppin out the bushes you ain't lookin gangsta watch you ? On yo mothafuckin ass Crenshaw blast just another case Crusin' down ? tec and watch it spray Pop you drop you leave you dead In the ? full of slugs Nizzine on my hip nigga don't you slip cuz niggas show no love Balled up in the club Dressed to kill, ski mask in my coat Nigga talkin shit, take him to the back Put him on his knees, get da shank And split his throat Vamp like a killa should Test my nine I wish you would Clip fulla hollow tips leave you in da ditch smellin' up da neighbourhood (Verse 3: Tommy Wright III) Hangin up out of the window the chevy sunroof with the attitude tricks better move out the way when I spray bodies takin up space we ain't missin no mission put a hole in yo face Catch a case, I ain't scared Tommy Wright and Lil Jyule (Verse 4) Smoked out, loced out, insane in the brain Drop it fast, poppin six Love my gangsta, hater, beat, assassinate, premeditate The trigger is squeezed there's no escape You violate, I penetrate The motherfuckin bullets inside your face Don't fuck with me, this R-I-C I am I what I am what I is'll never be Cause a killer don't stall, a killer don't fall To fuck your ass up instantly Well I'm hated by few, loved by some But you all better show respect From the ratta-tatta-bang the ratta-tatta-boom The rat-tat-tat from the motherfuckin Tec With a Mac blunt, or mack junt Smokin' mad blunts just to keep him mad crunk When I hold it in my throat I will choke from the smoke Ain't no truth in your trade, ain't no future when you front Cause I'm real with my steel I still ? or deal to the beat Thought you hard, nothin' left ? I don't understand why my conscious keep sayin (just kill a man) But I never lose sleep cause it kill or be killed My whole life is a gamble why the fuck do I live I'ma rob ima mob ima steal ima kill ima swang ima bang ain't no motherfuckin thang