Promoting Violence YSR Gramz & KrispyLife Kidd (Ft. Roadrunner GlockBoyz Tez)
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[Intro: YSR Gramz]
KrispyLife
Young Sak Runner
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Kidd, I'm finna finesse this nigga, let's play monkey in the middle
FN or the Drac, send that nigga to the 'Spital
Brodie fucking with that dawg, I heard he got a lotta kennels
Had to go and get a bag, got the fuck up out my feelings
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Even wit' a shovel nigga I cannot dig em
Chop left a fat ass nigga with a chunk missing
I fucked yo' bitch and I left her in her feelings
You hold my nigga cheese no we ain't gone forget it
[Verse 3: Roadrunner GlockBoyz Tez]
Naw, we ain't gon' forget it, nigga
Call the chopstick Mike Tyson, the way it hit a nigga
He think he a hundred fifty round drum will split a nigga
Used to be a Blood, but the .4-5 Cripping niggas
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
[?] just here fasho, [?] niggas
Please let the opps in, God gotta help these niggas
Tezz, let me see the Glock, my eye twitching
I'm 'bout to use this bitch, I'm a Glockboy with it
KrispyLife
Young Sak Runner
[Verse 1: YSR Gramz]
Kidd, I'm finna finesse this nigga, let's play monkey in the middle
FN or the Drac, send that nigga to the 'Spital
Brodie fucking with that dawg, I heard he got a lotta kennels
Had to go and get a bag, got the fuck up out my feelings
[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
Even wit' a shovel nigga I cannot dig em
Chop left a fat ass nigga with a chunk missing
I fucked yo' bitch and I left her in her feelings
You hold my nigga cheese no we ain't gone forget it
[Verse 3: Roadrunner GlockBoyz Tez]
Naw, we ain't gon' forget it, nigga
Call the chopstick Mike Tyson, the way it hit a nigga
He think he a hundred fifty round drum will split a nigga
Used to be a Blood, but the .4-5 Cripping niggas
[Verse 4: KrispyLife Kidd]
[?] just here fasho, [?] niggas
Please let the opps in, God gotta help these niggas
Tezz, let me see the Glock, my eye twitching
I'm 'bout to use this bitch, I'm a Glockboy with it
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