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letra de ysd (dread music) - nosirrah eroom

[intro: nosirrah]
you know this that dread music right?
aye juju you made this!
sh-t!
ok rodz!
i’m rapping for-f-ck! (uh uh uh uh)

[verse 1: nosirrah]
i’m rapping for n-ggas ain’t make it
big ass bag of some tree and we face it
based god my shepherd a n-gga not faking
two tone glock in my coat and i take it (b-tch)
playing my songs so you know that i hate it
her kitty was shaved and purred then i ate it (sh-t)

[verse 2: nosirrah]
love keenan and kel but hate orange soda
she roll all my money, i call her a rolla
the best way to hit me is my motorola
pow hit him up right in the kisser
got tabs on my opps now they life on a ticker
keep saying i’m dead but the racks getting bigger

[verse 1: dormantt]
she wanting my d-ck, guess she wanting it worldwide
digging her back, all thе way till the birds cry (whoa)
wanting my legacy, wanting my kin you see
smoking this back, and i’m sipping on hennеssy (b-tch)
b-tch i was hitting she smelling like 1 fish
hit it again now its smelling like 2 fish, now its a blue fish
stacking my money as high as the moon is
im like lil tunechi
life is a movie
land of the borders, yeah everyones sorted
it don’t even matter what state you was born in
open season, yeah the bears and the deers
seeing my opps, and they fill up with tears
seeing my b-tch, and i’m grabbing her rear
she gonna whisper all these things in my ear
b-tch i’m the man of the year
lowered my tears
losing my fears
[verse 3: nosirrah}
when i see him i’m running him over (b-tch)
his life is a mountain my gun is a boulder (sh-t)
i feel like i’m sosa i hate being sober (nos)
i caught that boy lacking he turned into danny
got skulls in my closet like billy and mandy
he pop up some percs like that sh-t was some candy

[verse 2: dormantt]
i hate being sober
red rover, red rover
she playin these games, i’m like hand the controller
me and nos got your b-tch
and she coming right over, my standards ain’t lowered
im currently sober
i spilled the whole bottle, now my night is over
f-ck!
now my night is over

[verse 4: nosirrah]
sh-t!
you talking bout us when you mention the goat
i run that boy down like my last is bolt
not talking bout manning but boy is a colt
you keep f-cking with me then murder she wrote (sh-t)
he think that sh-t sweet so a gun that i tote

- nosirrah eroom

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