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letra de grant hill - krispylife kidd

[intro]
mmm
free rio, n-gga, krispylife
alright

[verse]
get you whacked for the low, i used a coupon
have a chinaman k!ll you, he slidin’ for su yung
i been runnin’ up some dog sh-t with no shoes on
get so much pape’, they think i bought a group home
f-ck around, make two hundred large off of merchandise
shoot a n-gga with a balled fist, i’ll hurt the fight
jeans a rack and some change, and i bought a shirt to fight
i’m h-rny, tryna f-ck, baby, i’m off percs tonight
take the d-ck, baby, chill, just stop movin’
most these n-ggas get a lil’ fame and stop movin’
please don’t f-ck my mood up, i’m too groovy
still comin’ with my g-lock to rap so it’s no confusion
f-ck your favorite rapper up with all hands
n-ggas can’t f-ck with me with all bands
pull up lookin’ like shottas, n-ggas with all dreads
she thought i was gon’ f-ck, she gave all head
mr. clean kids in this b-tch, hе got bald-heads
got dog scared to go to work, he gotta call in
brеak dog’s sh-t with a combo, he got a small chin
was tryna k!ll him, but feel bad, i was hittin’ all kids
d-mn, that’s what happen slidin’ in daylight
hittin’ dog with all steel like we in a cage fight
pullin’ up to wherever he booked, now he got stage fright
get into it with me and i’m slidin’ the same night
lean cups with light ice, them essentials
it look like a plain one, but my hoodie say essentials
my n-gga f-ckin’ with the dog, he got some kennels
turned two hundred to two thousand, meet me in the middle
widebody srt, this a 392
clip chunky on the bottom, this three-by-two
he dissed me in the afternoon and died by two
walk you down, use a bike, or do a drive-by too
with this 30, i’m like grant hill from the pistons
most these n-ggas tryna sound like me, they my children
out in beecher, i just caught a play on hibiscus
i need my croissants, m-ffins, and all my biscuits
huh, yeah, i’m a bread lover
sometimes, i do want the p-ssy, but i’m a head lover
my n-gga could’ve went pro, now he got a fed jumper
n-gga ain’t seen a ‘spital, but now he got a bed comin’
[outro]
b-tch
krispylife, n-gga
k-r-i-s-p-y-l-i-f-e
it’s with a k, dumbass

- krispylife kidd

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