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letra de arguing - krispylife kidd

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
krispylife!
it’s with a k, dumbass

[krispylife kidd]
money make me stand different, this ain’t the same posture
put your mans on a chain, i’ll sn-tch a chain out him
take dawg obituary, make a paper plane out it
been gettin’ pints of the love, i had the same doctor

[rio da yung og]
fully switch on this draco, this ain’t the same chopper
hollow tips in this .50 cal, this a train stopper
i don’t aim to shoot below the waist, i’ma brain popper
hid a brick of sauce [?], knock the cocaine out it

[krispylife kidd]
apologized to the n-gga i shot, 2 summers ago
been’ll popped dawg over a bike, i be f-ckin’ with folks
know how to fight, but i ain’t tusslin’ though
[?], i put a ugly jumper on bro
fat n-gga but the hoes still love me
trap n-gga, but the club still book me
my n-gga black with dreads do a hit, they’ll think it was whoopi
my b-tch bad before i left, i gave her a whoopin’
[rio da yung og]
i know how to rap, but honestly, i’m a dope artist
turn his coupe to a dune buggy, i’ll go kart it
seen my opp at a football game, and almost worked carman
right pocket full of dog sh-t, i need a roll of charmin
aye, what up krispylife
seen a n-gga son the other day, and almost flipped his bike
i’m cold hearted, i be doin’ sh-t for no reason
hit him in his head then clip his ends, the sh-t gon grow even

[krispylife kidd]
rio put the black out, that b-tch f-ckin’ with my breathin’
hop out, chase a n-gga down, bro just don’t leave me
your b-tch suck on my d-ck, like she t–thin’
freaky b-tch wanna stand there, watch while i’m peein’
i’ma die for my sins, i just robbed a deacon

[rio da yung og]
i be prayin’ to god like amen, but be drivin’ demons
i make bands everyday, you get paid bi-weekly
i was finna rob my cali plug, but i might need him
k!ll a n-gga while he catchin’ z’s, he gon die sleepy

[krispylife kidd]
been ballin’ too long, n-gga f-ck the league
i like my guns busty, bought the ar double d’s
i’m trippin’ in this b-tch, strippers hate, when we tweak
told the promoter f-ck a free bottle, buy me a drink
hold your n-gga hostage for a [?] down on your street
i’m just dream chasin’, like that n-gga meek
in 09, i’m sn-tchin’ n-ggas shoes off his feet
bought his son 2 pair, like my bad i was off a e
[rio da yung og]
aye kidd, switch it up, you kinda off beat
good in beecher, i don’t need a heat to walk down y’all street
baby this a off-white shirt, this ain’t no tall tee
if you ain’t got no red or spendin’ bread, then don’t call me
aye-aye, i need a f-ckin’ pop
b-tch this a deuce of activis, this ain’t no f-ckin’ wock
b-tch, i can make a f&n sound like a f-ckin’ chop
12 hour clip, i’ll shoot from 1 to 1:00

- krispylife kidd

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