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ysr gramz - gangaroni lyrics
[intro]
you already know it’s ysr
like gucci mane, i’m like the gucci mane in my city
it’s wit’ a k dumbass
his name’s pablo
[verse 1: super shoddy]
i was cellies with the plug, guess i lucked up
five hundred grams of dog food, i’m finna cut up
you ain’t never counted ten thousand, shut the f_ck up
perfect timing when they let me out, i gotta nut up
the other day i ran into a opp, he looked the other way
the other day i f_cked a n_gga b_tch, she won’t go away
super shoddy i’m finna save these hoes, i need a cape
nah, i just want the top, imma need hеr face
i’m touchin’ base with the rеal n_ggas in different states
i ain’t ovo, but i’m coming through with a drac’
caught a case, they ain’t stop a n_gga from getting pape’
hit it with a one, but i bet you a two could tape
real n_gga, they done let a real n_gga get in
all these n_ggas weird as f_ck, d_mn i don’t fit in
i can get you straight drop drop, it look like fish skin
you ain’t never nail nothin’ doggy, you can’t get in
[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
if i see a opp i’m finna fire
yeah i think i’m boutta gold tee, i need a driver
of course i got my front and back end, i’m on the flyer
try to play with anyone in gang, and you dyin’
snuck it in the club, in them big b’s this a small piece
he got popped wit’ a draco, it was all tee
ordered them hot heads, they’ll slide and it’s all free
b_tch i only sell verses now, please don’t call me
seen a opp in palm 810 got him fish tailin’
what make you think you comin back around gang, when you been tellin’?
whoop a fat n_gga at cracker barrell, now they need a big stretcher
only time you dropped something, was when you p_ss testin’
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
this little b_tch ain’t got no ass, but she big breasted
high as h_ll, tryna catch my play, i just missed my exit
all my b_tches got good head, i swear i miss my exes
we can hit every state, but we gon’ skip texas
i just got a pint of wockhardt, think i’m finna stretch it
i just dropped another f_ckin’ chain, i paid it with the extras
n_gga talkin’ bout he got the pounds, i think the n_gga jeffin’
my n_gga like to shoot sh_t, but he ain’t stephen
i’ll have my n_gga walk you down like that n_gga steppin’
d_mn the play ain’t go right, i think my n_gga left him
b_tch you like to entertain n_gga, imma call you cedric
dropped thirty five shots, he got shot by kevin
you don’t like to hit hoes, you just like to text ’em
them ain’t perc’s n_ggas poppin’, that’s all excedrin
i just stomped a n_gga out in some jordan 11s
we just beat a n_gga ass, he walked in our session
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