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letra de finesse da industry - ysr gramz & kasher quon

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
h-ll na, i ain’t signing to no indostry
n-gga, f-ck the opps, let’s go slide on our enomies
i just ran through 20 boes, n-gga, literally
pass me a wood, man, i need some more energy
f-ck around and pop one of you n-ggas, move to italy
finesse for ten bands, it was bittersweet
you would think it’s mortal kombat, the way we finished him
i just got some head from your b-tch, for some hennisy
let me switch it up
n-gga, you ain’t hard, you ain’t on sh-t
like a tree outside, bro got a whole stick
i will not lie, these n-ggas hoes, on my mama [?]
bro get to bussing in the crowd, ain’t got no common sense
i ain’t even finished high school, ain’t get no scholarship
i shoot this whole club up, like dollar bills
i made a hundred k on the [?] i ain’t got no deal

[verse 2: kasher quon]
i don’t want that pint from you, it ain’t got no seel
i just sparked up my wood with a hundred dollar bill
i set the whole bill on fire
my opp still ohe me some cheese, i’m finna set his crib on fire
that’s a fire bomb
f-cked this one ho five times, she got some fire p-ssy
now i’m finna pull up on my weed man for some fire cookie
that n-gga say he got a scat pack, he in a hoopty
can’t even buy the whole box, he bought a loosey
i told that b-tch i don’t feel like driving, come and scoop me
beat a n-gga ass and knocked him out with a two piece
i love going to the walmart, they [?]
[?] i got the receipt
that ain’t no cap
a n-gga just tried to rob me with no strap
[verse 3: krispylife kidd]
krispylife
dawg was high off the lean, so he died drowsy
got the head out your b-tch and [?] 50 out her
i punched my [?] for 50,000
the only time i wear gucci is in the crib when i’m lounging
i gotta put the [?] before i have kidney problems
you f-ck with [?] b-tch, you got [?] problems
my n-gga hit the road, brought back 50 houses
you hang with all rats, i counted out 20 mouses
17 when i counted up my first 20,000
[?] let me compress [?]
out the country making sales, gotta convert my dollars
just kicked my b-tch out the crib, i don’t do no spouces
unc wanted me to be great, so he showed me how to cook it
[?] p-ssy with [?] tell me how it’s looking
i’m out in my hood with my n-ggas, playing [?] butcher
i don’t really care about [?] just buy all the [?]

- ysr gramz kasher quon

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