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letra de smooth shit talking - ysr gramz & krispylife kidd

[intro: ysr gramz]
enrgy made this one
i’m smooth sh-t talking

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i’m smooth sh-t talking
my llil cousin smoke weed, come get a zip off him
n-gga, you a lil ass pup, i’m a big doggy
n-gga, have you ever caught a play off a walky talky?
n-gga, we can tell your bust fake, you got on party cartis
a n-gga can’t get the ups on me, i ain’t play with [?]
i have my n-ggas come through and blow up your party
[?] tied up and sh-t talking, we just getting started
light the backwood up, it smell like a n-gga farted
f-ck around and drop 5 tapes, just like tha carter
my n-gga [?] sh-t, just like an artist
told that n-gga he a b-tch, just like his daughter
n-gga want smoke in this b-tch, we can get it started
don’t say too much on a song, you gon’ get indicted
you can’t come to my city, ’cause it’s too much violence
i can’t even trust dawg, i think he wearing a wire

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
just lost in 2k, i’m finna shoot the house up
i’m off of 4 percs, i’m on the couch stuck
suck my d-ck, baby, [?] mouth [?]
in other words, i wanna get mopped up
i’m mad as h-ll, ’cause that n-gga broose all in my ear
sit the f-ck down, i know that you want a beer
he just made me lose in 2k, i done shed a tear
what the f-ck?
n-ggas ain’t homies, these n-ggas w-ngstas
catch a n-gga out in traffic, [?]
never on the ho sh-t, boy, i’m a f-cking gangsta
you ain’t never on no [?], bro, you a f-cking hater
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
you got beat up all your life, you is not gangsta
i felt 50 cent when he said n-ggas w-ngsta
heard you f-cked up at home, you ain’t got paper
i got aim with this glock, i don’t need a laser
on my mama, i got aim, i don’t need a beam
martin luther king, lil n-gga, i just had a dream
you don’t get no p-ssy, lil n-gga, you be f-cking fiends
i ain’t get no p-ssy from this b-tch, ’cause i was off the lean
but i got up in her mouth, like some listerine
told my n-gga calm down, don’t cause a scene
cause we can pop him right now, glock in my jeans
man, i’m sick of all these n-ggas tryna be like me

[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
i used the internet for huh
i used the internet or a bag, not no f-cking [?]
[?] in the handgun getting dumped out
your mans went to prison, and he a punk now
[?] somebody b-tch
i seen [?] money in that video, it was counterfeit
your shoes big as h-ll, i guess they kinda fit
this b-tch p-ssy tight as h-ll, my d-ck kinda fit
but i gotta spit on it, i guess it’s kinda lit
dawg wearing used off white, i guess it’s kinda [?]
b-tch p-ssy feel like sandpaper, she made the condem rip
defenetly sh-t talking, i’m just moving sh-t

- ysr gramz krispylife kidd

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