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Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

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  • #13
    Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

    How is "dough is what i got" not winning; come on people

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    • #14
      Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

      Originally posted by YoungMulaCrazy View Post
      How is "dough is what i got" not winning; come on people

      no ceilings is 2-0 vs drought 3 so far. Dough is what I got is one of waynes BEST lyrical songs it's getting blown out LOL

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      • #15
        Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

        Originally posted by dipsetbitch View Post
        no ceilings is 2-0 vs drought 3 so far. Dough is what I got is one of waynes BEST lyrical songs it's getting blown out LOL
        Yeah i dont understand that either..Dough is what i got was Insane

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        • #16
          Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

          The only thing that stuck out to me in DIWIG is that Fall back, August, September line
          "Armed and dangerous, rich and famous, young and restless
          Guns and stretchers
          Cristal and dubs for breakfast
          I just got one suggestion - none should test him
          'Cause cuz get hectic; send one through your sons intestines
          Glocks knock lungs from chests, you get the portrait?
          Bodies piled up on porches, it won't be gorgeous"

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          • #17
            Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

            Give a woman none, uh-huh
            I already gave my brother some, it's my sister turn
            Ain't it funny how the fish do burn
            But your boy just relax like a fresh new perm
            At the world in the barrel of the pistol term
            Well we get it how we live never live and learn
            Gotta talk about the flow 'cause you is concerned
            Only down south rapper could've been in the firm
            Or the commissioner of Wu-Tang nigga
            Tryna tell you I can kick it like Liu Kang nigga
            Got the Sub-Zero flow how you want me ma
            Nigga get over here like Scorpion
            And when it comes down to this recording
            I must be Lebron James if he's Jordan
            No, I want rings for my performance
            I'm more Kobe Bryant of an artist
            Same coach, same game, been starting
            ...Same triangle offense
            I come through the lane like dargent
            Refree niggas is lame they call charging
            I have no brain I'm retarded
            We are not the same I'm a Martian
            You can be my Jane I'm your Tarzan
            I'm from the jungle where the snakes is all poison
            I am magnificent like Marcus
            You might wanna fall back like August
            Or late September whatever you call it
            I hit niggas in the head like Vonage
            I am talking to no particular audience
            But understand I'm the guardian
            And understand there won't be no guarding him
            You will just get played like an accordion
            I don't give a damn if she's bossy
            I keep pussy running like a faucet
            She better catch like she Steve Largent
            Because I'm "What's up" like "Martin"

            I'll take this over rappin click, kick, shit over and over

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            • #18
              Re: Weezy Madness 1st Round Dough Is What I Got Vs. Run This Town

              No celiing,
              Yeah,
              Hehee,
              Ima run this town tonight,

              N-gga we are,
              so ready for the war,
              C-A-R-T-E-R
              put the beat in ER,
              im colder than B-R,
              add another 3 R’s,
              watch me like D-V-D, V-C-R,
              pump to your chest I aint talkin CPR,
              riding this track like a muthaf-cking street car,
              New Orleans coroner,
              his name is Frank Minyard,

              f-ck with me wrong, you’ll be waking up in his yard,
              man I go crazy on the beat I go Nimrod,
              man I act a ass, treat the beat like a hemorrhoid
              man I go to work on the beat, call it employ,
              man I kicks it, b-tch get your shin guard,
              Uh, young money run this towns, countries,
              I still eat rappers, hmm, scrumptious,
              my goons tote thumpers,
              they pop em like crumpers,
              anybody beat, Im gon go archie bonkers,
              tunchie be the wildest, lets run the metropolis,
              I pop like lollies, you drop like eyelids,
              the money keep calling, I hear this sh-t dialling,
              and they say money talks you can hear my sh-t holler’n,
              you softer than nalin, oops I meant nylon,
              perfection is the goal, and I’m heading to the pylon,
              crown fit me good,
              I ain’t even got to try on,
              my pistol mean business, that b-tch should have a tie on,
              T told me do this sh-t so I had to do this sh-t,
              i get super hero money, call a n-gga super rich,
              keep it super for a while, lemme get on my super sh-t,
              super ill, super sick,
              dog, I go super Vick,
              ran into a super women, turned into a super b-tch,
              hit her with that super d-ck, she be coming super quick,
              super Mills, Mack, Tyga, Streets, Nelly, Super Nick,
              super Drizzy, Gudda, Chuckie, Twist thats the super clique,
              now I’m off that super sh-t,
              f-ck that sh-t I super quit,
              running circles round a gang like a hula hoop an’ sh-t,
              your gon have to loop this sh-t,
              that won’t be a duplicate,
              and my blunts be super thick,
              Im higher than a super kick,
              I’m the bomb baby, watch me nuke this sh-t,
              when I leave the booth, they gotta scoop this sh-t,
              my apologies, diabolically,
              I’m the prodigy,
              do you roger me,
              I look in the flames and see the hotter me,
              but how come I’m still colder than commonly,
              yeah we run this town, like a lot of feet,
              Young Mula Baby,
              Im proud of me
              (proud of me)


              Plus all the super word play.

              TBH he destroys both songs, like literally obliterates them, he always goes hard on jay-z songs:

              Lil Wayne

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