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letra de talking brazy, pt. 2 - ysr gramz

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[intro]
ayy, man, how the f-ck y’all ain’t know who ysr gramz is?
yeah, hardest boy out here
rappin’ on the streets of beecher
with big b’s
gramz take
talkin’ brazy
alright, go brazy, man

[verse]
like how the f-ck i ain’t in a n-gga top five
my n-gga chillin’ right now, but he’d come alive
i be feelin’ like all these rap n-ggas son of mines
he know my trap phone slap like a hundred times
i won’t nut in your b-tch, you can nut in mine
we’d slide down your block like we drumming line
bro got a drum in his sh-t, i got a drum in mine
i’m smokin’ white somethin’ b’s, you smoke london pie
fn bullets in my clip make you go bye-bye
i really miss my n-gga skit on, used to slap high-fives
thеse n-ggas skit around this b-tch like they watch sci-fi
ain’t got sh-t in thе trap, but we got wi-fi
old burger-ass n-gga, you a five guy
put my n-ggas on your head, make him slide slide
you hear a motor in this b-tch when we slide by
me and t tied in, we got mob ties
young n-ggas doin’ walkdowns, f-ck a drive-by
b-tch, if them people come right now, is you gon’ ride ride?
brodie got a big gun on him, he only 5’5″
you out here gamblin’ with your life like you got nine lives
she get money from the hood, her name 99
my young n-gga do scams, he in a wide-body
where i’m from, i don’t really trust n0body
i know your son bad as h-ll ’cause his nose snotty
you be lyin’ in your songs, you ain’t got no bodies
i just re’d up with the plug and bought four bodies
have you ever trapped in some motherf-ckin’ foamposites?
four pockets full but i ain’t four pockets
b-tch, i can’t fall in love with you, i ain’t block lodgin’
book me for a show, got a deuce deuce in my back pocket
f-ck around and shoot a fan, i was at saks shoppin’
n-gga tried to middle-man some ‘bows, now i’m not shoppin’
[outro]
dumb-ass n-gga
i’m a yung sak runner
i’m one of them ones for real, man
young n-ggas don’t know like
n-gga, you gotta come to beecher, n-gga, you’ll find about every n-gga, n-gga gon’ tell you, n-gga
n-gga gon’ tell you yung sak runner, yeah, he was runnin’ up, yeah, he run up that—
woo

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