Ina Mood YSR Gramz & HBK Boom

[Intro]
(J, this shit too crazy)


[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Bitch, I'm in a mood
AR with the monkey nuts, we'll make you move
Get down, or lay the fuck down, we gon make you choose
He jumped in the streets and got whacked, he ain't lace his shoes
I'm from a grimy ass hood, we'll take your food
You lyin' in your raps on every track, nigga April fools
Scared to bring rappers on my block, they gon take their jewels
This wood hittin' harder than a bitch, it just made me poot


[Verse 2: HBK Boom]
Yeah, bitch, I'm in my mode
Gave his ass the ball in the clutch, but that nigga froze
Got so many woods in this bitch, think we work at Lowe's
Your bitch and her friend weak as hell, they be sharin' clothes
Hate rap niggas from the Sag', really rudy poot
Man, I can't do a song with these niggas, they don't get no views
Aye, told your main thing slide down, get her coochie bruised
And my brothers low as hell with their shit, never make the news