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letra de baltimore ravens - ysr dee rich

[intro]
(lorenz, don’t stop)
(mcn music)

[verse]
i put a baby leg on my draco, that b-tch kick sh-t
you would think i’m playin’ football when i slide ’cause i hit sh-t
some n-ggas just shot at me, but they ain’t hit sh-t
i’m ridin’ ’round with a lil’ baby drac’, tryna flip sh-t
you seen me, but you ain’t k!lled me, boy, you dumb as h-ll
this beef sit forever on the floor, we gon’ beef in h-ll
no, you cannot slide with me, ’cause i know you’ll tell
will i die before my opps? only time will tell
this n-gga know who k!lled his brother, but he put up
caught a n-gga slippin’ at pump 3 and got him filled up
they was walkin’ out the club in the d and got sprayed up
a n-gga just smoked dee rich, that sh-t made up
i can’t believe i’m beefin’ with some f-ckin’ rudy toons
seen a n-gga in the club, he was shakin’ just how boodie do
my opps always miss when they shoot, i think i’m bulletproof
have you ever seen a n-gga head bust? it look like noodle juice
we ridin’ ’round with a car full of switches
i got a fifty on my glock, b-tch, i’m not f-ckin’ missin’
they hate dee rich ’cause i do a lot of dissin’
i don’t like to bring trey out the crib ’cause he be trippin’
i heard it’s hoes on they block, i’m finna slide through
when i slide, i be hangin’ out the whip like a drive-through
i’m with raven, finna slide on baltimore and drop the whole crew
and if his kids on his street, they gettin’ smoked too
thought it was money on my head, but i’m still alive
i’m tryna catch a f-ck n-gga slippin’ and get him penalized
this n-gga put his brother in this beef and got him super fried
twenty-seven with a fast dude’ll get you baptised
i already dropped somethin’ for my n-gga p
i finessed a n-gga, he tryna sell his gun, i told him, “let me see”
free bro, he caught a n-gga in the whip and made him smack a tree
i’m like curry, when i pull up for the shot, i’ma hit the 3
b-tch, i’m the one, not the two
he bought some timbs out the mall, bro shot him out his boots
my opps never dropped sh-t but that ain’t nothin’ new
i’m tryna slide on the opps, rell said he comin’ too

- ysr dee rich

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