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letra de the peoples champ - ysr gramz

[verse 1: ysr gramz]
i’m big boolin
if my grannie send the drank to you, we gon get to it
n-gga tryna get down on me, he must think i’m stupid
[?] a lotta drugs, he must think he frank lucas
dumb ass n-gga gon snitch, the police running to him
dumb ass n-gga gon get blitsed, if we run into him
we got ar’s and fn’s, we ain’t running from him

[verse 2: babytron]
i don’t run from sh-t, but i chase if the check bounce
[?] smoked it out, and i ain’t checked out
playing both sides gon f-ck around, and blow [?]
you talking ’bout some [?], il b-tch, what the head ’bout?
only been to flint [?], [?] really go to [?]
you ain’t never scored, b-tch, you really on the bleechers
[?] jeans tripple s, it’s really just a feature
this white b-tch saw me, and said that’s rеally justin bieber
[verse 3: ysr gramz & babytron]
yn jay missed my phonе call, he fell asleep at drake house
[?] with the drac out
if it’s beef, leave him out back, like the steak house
[?]
[?] for a take out
lil b-tch mad, the ho ain’t get ate out
knew the b-tch was easy, i ain’t even bring no pape out
started [?] brought the bapes out
[?] on me, but i’m ugly like [?]
babytron be [?] white boy off eight mile
i caught a fan that was hating on me, and i shaked him down
i was just down on my knuckles, i get paper now
we gon get your head took off, if you take off
i keep me a stick on me, like i play golf
i cannot see none of you n-ggas, like ray charls
hit his ass [?] like hey arnold

[verse 4: detwan love]
why the f-ck i sell my [?]
i know how to get that sh-t off, he on the greyhound
i don’t give a f-ck, we at the movies [?]
[?] pop those n-ggas in this b-tch
[?] for tryna hit a l!ck
k!ll a wittness from the d, and the prosicuters
i ain’t never aimed a gun at n0body without shooting them
n-ggas get off three e’s, then [?]
you listen to snoop dogg, oh, you a crip now?
i treat my gun like a bayblade, let it rip now
[?] in designer, you get stripped down
they out here talking ’bout the sh-tty boys, they got me p-ssed now
[?] fish now
i don’t really sell za zas, but this my fifth pound
told girly if she ain’t sucking [?], she can leave now
police pull us over, i told [?] get your gun now
grannie said it’s snowing outside, the bullits hit your house

- ysr gramz

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