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ysr gramz – fear factor كلمات اغاني

[intro: ysr gramz]
yung sak runner, ysr sh_t
(thank you, j x l a n, i appreciate you)

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
told the plug, “i really appreciate you for this bag”
it don’t cost much to have my young n_ggas get on your ass
i was broke as f_ck, i left that broke sh_t up in the past
a hundred dollars for exotic_ass eighth, it smell like gas
i’m finna take this b_tch out like some trash
n_ggas sittin’ at the crib broke as h_ll, that’s why they mad
i f_ck for free, you be cashin’ a b_tch out, you her dad
bro just popped a blue pill, i took a half
he spent thirty on his watch, them lil’ n_ggas took it fast
it sound crazy, but when dog got popped, i was glad
still sellin’ weed in the hood, call me or chad
he got fake diamonds and his lil’ watch was made in a lab
i just bought a glock with a switch, it came from the ‘raq
my n_gga caught a body and got thirty, wish hе could take it back
you want a verse from kidd or gramz? cost likе eight racks
a n_gga walked up on me tryna reach, n_gga, take that

[verse 2: detwan love]
it ain’t cost nothin’ to get his ass k!lled, it was a shake back
chop hit him, dislocated his whole lower half
break him down like a pill, now he a lortab
hm, my lil’ bro just k!lled a n_gga and jumped back on the slab
bro got caught with dope and said he take it, they gave him rehab
how you let ’em catch you lackin’?
all type of designers on your head, we’ll wolf_pack you
every time gramz pour drank, it make me unactive
one call, i can turn a n_gga block to fear factor
i know they waitin’ on me to fail, you think i give a f_ck, hm?
sendin’ hits through my gmail like donald trump, huh
n_ggas weird, they got a place for them
my own mans in a race with me, it’s f_cked up, i’m prayin’ for him
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
i know some n_ggas made a hundred doin’ sn_tch_and_grabs
you can catch a 7.62 or you can catch a jab
the way i put that sh_t on, i think i’m fresh than fab
in la, just bought ten ‘bows, i’m finna catch a cab

[verse 4: detwan love]
brattin’ got your n_gga k!lled, sh_t ended him
i be with my fives, b_tch, like we go to michigan
plugged in in my hood, connected with the arabs
my n_gga sold to the cops, they gave him forty_five like ar_ab
yeah, n_gga

- ysr gramz

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