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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, niggas sippin' like port stroke. Excuse me. These niggas talkin' that beef shit, We'll check into it like the room's cheap. And all we sell is the greatest feeling on Earth. They paint me as a villain, I just autograph the artwork. Ain't got nothin' left to prove unless I gotta 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. Riding with these guns, that's carpoolin'. Bought extra clips when I dove in. Miss Snow White, we snowed in. Nigga miss me with that hoe 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 rose with'll 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, my money right, My head on my shoulder, and my eyesight a Little blurry, but it's stayin' on my quarter. And we find out mom's address and your head Get mailed over. Nigga, you make that bed, You lay in that bed or get that bitch Made over. Tunechi. You so crazy. Tunechi. You so crazy. Bitch. I-I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I- I know, I know, I know, I know. They say, "Tune-Tune-Tune-Tune-Tunech-Tune-Tunechi, You so crazy." Bitch. Uh, tell me somethin' I don't know. I'll tell you somethin' I do know, like money, Drugs, bitches, guns. Niggas call me Mucho. Got witches all in my broom closet, got lil' Killers in juke coat. We'll find out your business hours and pop up Like new toes. 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 Playin' Uno, gettin' swole like Popeye for niggas Walkin' 'round like Bruno. I'm in the bed with a duo, laid up Like two points. AK 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. You so crazy. Tunechi. These hoes maybe. Nigga, tell me somethin' I don't know. Like where the fuck did my heart go? And show me somethin' I haven't seen, and give Me what helped Marvin 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 deputy, big letter B. Need equity, need credit clean. To trafficking from peddling, like everything from Amphetamines to medicine. These niggas sweeter than nectarine and grenadine, Ha. You so crazy. Tunechi. Ow. You so crazy. Woo. Bitch. I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I Know, I know, I know. They say, "Tune-Tune-Tune-Tunech-Tune-Tunechi, You so crazy." Bitch. Woo. Tell me somethin' I don't know, Like what happened to hardcore? You can call me Eddie '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 cornrows, with boots on and Foam clothes. You can find me prancin' in the Finest mansion with the finest dancer with a height Advantage. She want cocaine, pills, and weed. Lickin' dick, she gotta micromanage. I'm just eatin' rappers, they go nice with salad And some diced up carrots. I just like a Challenge. Psychopathic, so psychopathic. Nigga, give me credit, all my balance. Lil Tunechi. And I bump my head when I stand up
Lil Wayne — Krazy
«Krazy» — Lil Wayne. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:24. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
