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ysr gramz & krispylife kidd - promoting violence كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
kidd, i’m finna finesse this n_gga, let’s play monkey in the middle
fn or the drac, send that n_gga to the [?]
brodie f_cking with [?] dawg, i heard he got a lotta [?]
had to go and get a bag, got [?] my people
[?] i cannot [?]
chop left a fat ass n_gga with a [?]
i f_cked your b_tch [?] in her feelings
you [?] my n_gga [?] it

[verse 2: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
na, we ain’t gon’ forget it, n_gga
call the chopstick mike tyson, the way it hit a n_gga
[?] a hundred fifty round drum will split a n_gga
used to be a blood, but the 45 [?]

[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
[?] just here fasho, [?] n_ggas
please let the opps in, gotta help these n_ggas
tezz, let me see the glock, my eye twitching
i’m ’bout to use this b_tch, i’m a glockboy with it

[verse 4: ysr gramz]
i shot dawg in his stomach til that n_gga sh_tted
i’m ’bout to spend [?] but i’m not no [?]
i be all in girly mouth, but i’m not no dentist
back in high school, i sold [?] so i got suspended
[verse 5: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
hundred round drum, [?]
brodie flying in the scat pack, he got ten tickets
i need a real b_tch, jada pinket
he weigh 300 pounds, but the 762 can lift him

[verse 6: krispylife kidd]
f_ck your music, beat his ass with the mic stand
gram screaming f_ck that n_gga up, that’s my hype man
sned a n_gga gifts, [?] fight [?]
bunch of internet thugs, gon’ head and type this

[verse 7: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
my hoes beefing, gon’ head and fight then
b_tch said she hate [?] n_ggas [?] gon’ head and be a dyk_ then
her water overflow when i put the pipe in
i need a black b_tch, ’cause my last one was lightskinned

[verse 8: ysr gramz]
i don’t give a f_ck about you, n_gga, f_ck your cousins
give a f_ck if you don’t like me, i’ll f_ck your sister
dropped 21 on your team like i’m jimmy [?]
[?] like your car, think it need a m_ffler

[verse 9: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
these blues hot as h_ll, think i need a stuffer
i’ll buy a b_tch [?] i never cuff her
i be cutting into n_ggas like a stick of b_tter
glock black and white, ain’t got no color

[verse 10: krispylife kidd]
i slap your b_tch in her sh_t over something you said
at your bm crib, throwing fruit snacks at your son head
filled his sippy cup up with lean, told him go to bed
soon as that n_gga went to sleep, your b_tch gave me head
the glock got extentions on the end, like a n_gga dreads
my n_gga driveway baby ’bout to beat the feds
hit a n_gga dead in his sh_t, like that n_gga [?]
i [?] with a brick, but i don’t rap ’bout that

[verse 11: roadrunner glockboyz tez]
i’m finna go to hollywood, but i don’t act like that
dawg cappin in his songs, i don’t rap like that
i’m finna start a clothing line, f_ck all opps
i don’t gotta start a record label to get y’all dropped
n_gga

- ysr gramz krispylife kidd

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