Krazy lyrics

by

Spinabenz


[Intro]
(Come on now)

[Chorus]
Heard dude got killed on a mission
Still in the field, so we still double clippin'
Still doin' drills, tryna kill every issue
Old beef never dead, n*gga still gotta get it
Still that lil' n*gga with the steel from the trenches
Rat n*gga writin' testaments, n*ggas still snitchin'
On sight me and you catch him anywhere, they still get it

[Verse 1]
All traps closed on the North (North)
If they trap filled with opps then there's some hoes in they house (Hey, Drilltime, go)
Pull up to they spot and leave somе holes in they house (Housе)
Choppa lit his face up like it was goals in his mouth (Grrah), load to a crouch
Leave a pus*y n*gga stuck to the floor like a couch (Like a couch)
Let the dirty choppa spittin', now it's a ghost at his house (Go)
He talkin' like he gangsta (Go), bro, then go and shut his mouth (Go)
We swung that North so many times (Go), them n*ggas moved to the South (Go, Drilltime, what you cookin', n*gga? Go)
Ain't nowhere I can't go
I done shot so much I think it ain't a Gunna, I ain't blow
Focused on his head like I'm creator of the [Kango (Kango)?]
Got my own mind, you can't slave me, I'm Django (Django)
When it come to spinnin', you can't name a place I ain't go (Skrrt, skrrt)
Choppa got a switch like this motherf*cker change clothes (f*ckin' Choppa got a switch)
Wet a n*gga block, bring your motherf*ckin raincoat (Bleh, bleh)
But they gettin' lost
They like, "Spinz tryna change flows", ayy (Go, go, go)
They say Spinabenz hot like a motherf*ckin' heater (Like a motherf*ckin' heater)
n*ggas square like a box for some motherf*ckin' pizza (Motherf*ckin' pizza)
Everybody wanna doubt, I'ma turn 'em to believers (I'ma turn 'em to believers)
Shawty, I don't get left, I'm a motherf*ckin' leaver (I'm a motherf*ckin' leaver)
They say, "Spinz got stripes, he a motherf*ckin' zebra" (He a motherf*ckin' zebra)
They say, "Spinz spit dope", this sh*t motherf*ckin' [?] (This sh*t motherf*ckin' crack?)
He been smokin' dead opps, he get his weed from the reaper (Get his weed from the reaper)
They say, "If this the beginnin', I can't wait for the sequel" (Wait [?]), [?]
They don't show they color, they the sequel ([?])
That's on my momma, son, Duju with the that Uzi, he get evil (Rrah, rrah)
No, I'm not the one, try me, I'ma put you underneath [?] (On the [?])
Like LeBron, shootin' and he pullin' up with me too (Ayy)
You know I'ma spray you, better run when I see you (Better run when I see you)
Drum go brra-ba-bum-bum in a beat too (In a beat too)
You don't want the front of my gun, you don't wanna beat you (Wanna beat you)
Drake spittin' at my lil' son, you finna meet Ku (Ku)
Ain't no way you finna run from him and run from me too ([?])
Keep spinnin' round like you a f*ckin' DVD, cool (Cool)
Drilltime, boy, you goin' hard on this beat, fool (Fool)
When it's drill time, I be goin' hard in the streets, fool (Fool)
I can work the choppa, make it sound like the [?] (Sound like the [?])
Switch and cut the tune, on b*tches sayin' like, "Me too" (Mee too)
b*tch, you finna get a tombstone, you gon' need a clean suit (Clean suit)
Why the f*ck you on your damn cell talkin' bout what we do?
[Chorus]
Heard dude got killed on a mission (On a mission)
Still in the field, so we still double clippin' (Double clippin')
Still doin' drills, tryna kill every issue (Every issue)
Old beef never dead, n*gga still gotta get it (Still gotta)
Still that lil' n*gga with the steel from the trenches (Steel from the trenches)
Rat n*gga writin' testaments, n*ggas still snitchin' (Still snitchin')
On sight me and you catch him anywhere, they still get it (Rrah, rrah)
Still on the same sh*t, we flippin' and double clippin'

[Verse 2]
We hittin' and never missin'
Still slide and goin' on a mission (On a mission)
When I catch him, I open fire and bomb on them b*tches (Bomb on them b*tches)
He lookin', I peepin' (Rrr), [?] on the witness
He [?] his b*tch so much that think who summon [?] (Summon [?])
Catch a n*gga by itself, find out they ain't really with it (They ain't really with it)
These n*ggas claimin' all these bodies, found out they ain't even did it (They ain't even did it)
I tried to put 'em up on G, but n*gga, they ain't even listenin' (Ain't even listenin')
Bought them weak ass chains, n*gga, and they ain't even glistenin' (Ain't even glistenin')
They don't even get it, must be somethin' that I'm missin' (Somethin' that I'm missin')
It's like, they don't know what's real and know what's fake, this sh*t different
My mind took a plats and all these n*ggas on some simp sh*t

[Outro]
Alright y'all
I gotta end this motherf*cker
Uh, this motherf*cker some bars and sh*t though but
Know it's hard to keep up
Y'all know
It's not for the average people
[?] motherf*ckin' Spina' fans, for sure
My type
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