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[intro]
(j, this sh_t too crazy)

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i don’t let my n_ggas outside, they be trigger_happy
i think these n_ggas drunk as h_ll, they off natty daddys
i just wanna f_ck your b_tch ’cause she got a fatty
oh, you want smoke with gang? n_gga, drop your addy
white boy up all night ’cause he off an addy
my n_gga got dog food for sale, he be sellin’ sh_ggy
he got designer on, don’t know how to wear it ’cause that n_gga chatty
i can’t wait to catch him outside drivin’ in that caddy
yop, that old_ass vehicle
old as h_ll, flashin’ 5k, his old ass pitiful
them cheap bullets in your gun gon’ leave a n_gga critical
my n_gga rappin’, hope he blow up ’cause my n_gga lyrical
if you live from these five_sevens, thеn that’s a miracle
i want a b_tch from the hood just like miraclе
five_sevens put holes in ’em just like a cheerio
my n_gga got five bodies on him, that n_gga serial
i’ll hit you with them ’bows if you really serious
is you really plugged in? n_gga, i’m just curious
told that b_tch give me head ’cause she on her period
i don’t even wanna f_ck her, she got bacteria
[verse 2]
drop your pants if it’s smoke, i’m finna pull down
get a n_gga picked off while i’m out of town
bullet hit him in his head, make him spin around
when you hear them fast dudes, you better hit the ground
can’t believe you cuffed her, she a get_around
i need my money right now, i can’t sit around
you be actin’ like you hard when it’s hoes around
naw, we don’t sell dope, b_tch, it’s ‘bows around
my favorite opp just died, i’m finna smoke him now
got me high as h_ll, i ain’t gon’ lie, i had to put him down
bullet hit him in his stomach, now he sh_ttin’ now
we just got the drop on the opps, we finna blitz ’em now

[verse 3]
i just chased a n_gga ass down with the drac’, made him kiss the ground
full_body ar_15, this b_tch longer than 7 mile
i done ran through a whole ‘bow, but this a different pound
n_ggas always runnin’ they mouth, i’m finna zip it now
know i’m blood gang, but i keep a couple crips around
paralyzed a n_gga, he got hit from the hip straight down
don’t be speedin’ on my block, you gon’ get your f_ckin’ whip sprayed down
run in a n_gga spot, everybody in the crib lay down

[verse 4]
broad day face card a n_gga with a hundred rounds
chase a n_gga down with this k, i got fully rounds
i just stuffed a b_tch with a load, need an ultrasound
i just took a green_ass route, the one you hit is brown
i done seen every bullet hit him, got tracer rounds
drac’ with supresser get to bustin’, won’t make a sound
hit a n_gga block with a fully, it’s a crazy sound
hit a n_gga crib with .308s, finna shake the town

- ysr loski

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