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  • #25
    Krazy is dope but the beat isn't great. Wayne spazzes on it though, I thought it was a dope song.

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    • #26
      Originally posted by Theonlydjorkaeff View Post
      Krazy is dope but the beat isn't great. Wayne spazzes on it though, I thought it was a dope song.
      It is a dope song

      The only issue is the beat so that has nothing to do with weezy or these people that play it with wack headphones

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      • #27
        Originally posted by Waynasite View Post
        It is a dope song

        The only issue is the beat so that has nothing to do with weezy or these people that play it with wack headphones
        It's really just the beat and hook, the lyrics are fucking great which saves the song, alot of technical abillity in it. Wish it had a different beat and hook tho, but it fits the video.

        Originally posted by OllyCarterz View Post
        [Verse 1]
        Tell me somethin' I don't know
        I'm flexin' on 'em like torsos
        These niggas slippin' like bar soap
        These niggas listenin', use Morse code
        Boy a nigga sippin' like hoarse throat
        Excuse me
        These niggas talkin' that beef shit
        We'll check into it like the room cheap
        And all we sell is the greatest feelin' on Earth
        They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork
        Ain't got nothing left to prove unless I got to prove it in court
        Live fast die young and leave a beautiful corpse, yes Lord
        My nigga order like twenty bricks, I sent five bricks with four chicks
        Ridin' with these guns that's carpoolin', bought extra clips when I dove in
        Miss Snow white we snowed in, nigga miss me with that whole shit
        Kill all rats, I toast to that, and watch everybody I toast with
        Kill everybody you close with, Just don’t stick your nose in
        My bullshit cause I close it like a clothespin
        The people that I rolls with will leave holes in what you drove in
        If anyone in that car live, you tell that nigga I owe him
        Yeah, I got my mind right, and my money right, my head on my shoulder
        And my eyesight a lil' blurry but it stand on my quota
        And we find out moms address and your head get mailed over
        Nigga you make that bed you lay in that bed
        Or get that bitch made over
        Tunechi


        [Verse 2]

        Tell me something I don’t know, I’ll tell you something I do know
        Like money drugs bitches guns, niggas call me mucho
        Got witches all in my broom closet, got little killers in Chuco
        We’ll find out your business hours and pop up like new toast
        Like danger taste like glucose, my shadow don’t get too close
        To that new nigga with my old hoes, kudos
        For my niggas on Rikers Island back there playing Uno
        Getting swole like Popeye for niggas walking around like Bruno
        I’m in the bed with a duo, laid up like two points
        A.K to your face, knock half off like coupons
        Too cool for school but I sold cool points to school boys
        Tell the cops we don’t name drop that's like dropping newborns
        Nigga you crazy

        [Verse 3]
        Like where the fuck did my heart go, and show me something I haven’t seen
        And give me what help Martin sleep, on the same night he had a dream
        And take me to where I’ve never been, but not to where I’ll never be
        And I ain’t never scared but I’m scared of me, me versus me I need a referee
        Need weaponry, especially if the treasury in jeopardy
        Fuck deputies big letter B, need equity, need credit cleaned
        To trafficking from peddling like everything from amphetamines to medicine
        These niggas sweeter than Nectarines and Grenadine


        [Verse 4]
        Tell me something I don’t know, like what happened to hard coke
        You can call me Eddy cause I stay ready, my family call me Eduardo
        I’m music to these bitches ears I hit that ass like the wrong note
        My bitch bad with corn rows with boots on in farm clothes
        You can find me prancing in the finest mansion with the finest dancer with a height advantage
        She want cocaine pills and weed, liquor and dick she gotta micro manage
        I'm just eating rappers they go nice in salads with some diced up carrots
        I just like a challenge, psychopathic, so psychopathic
        Nigga give me credit... on my balance
        Lil Tunechi
        (And I bump my head when I stand up)

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        • #28
          Originally posted by OllyCarterz View Post
          It's really just the beat and hook, the lyrics are fucking great which saves the song, alot of technical abillity in it. Wish it had a different beat and hook tho, but it fits the video.

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