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letra de why would i - ysr gramz

[intro]
enrgy

(why, why)
[verse 1: ysr gramz]
wh-why would i trip about a b-tch? we hit all of them
i’ma stack a hundred some blues, ’cause the foreign coming
bro got some fire ass cookie, i need all of it
n-ggas always asking ’bout the prices, never buy nothing
if you got some fire ass weed, i’m tryna buy some off you
told my b-tch i’m out here hustling, think i’m lieing or something
put a 50 on a glock, i’ll f-ck up your function
if i run out of weed, you can call my brother
if my lil bro don’t got it, you can call my cousin
this ar hit your whip and knock off your m-ffler
i talk crazy on these beats, i’m a motherf-cker
me and kidd ain’t even related, that’s my blood brother
why would i trust one of y’all? b-tch, my head f-cked up
why would i go broke now? b-tch, my bread up
why would you beef with one of us? you wanna be dead or some?
you wanna make a million dollars? use your head or something

[verse 2: krispylife kidd]
(krispylife)
shoo-shootin’ and barely hitting anything, you so wasteful
hit a n-gga in his naval, now he need staples
claimed his weed hit hard, you think he laced it?
[?] p, but i faced it
don’t want your b-tch, nah, ’cause she basic
i hit it raw, now these hoes really hating
i was on my knuckles, now it’s back to the basics
i don’t do refunds, b-tch, you should’ve waited
i hate n-ggas with a passion, why would i save you?
could’ve left your ass blind, why should i pay you?
just did a hate crime with a knife, i feel like jason
my n-ggas move in silence, b-tch, like the masons
why would i love on a b-tch? i’m a player
why wouldn’t i want a flashlight and a laser?
why would you cross [?] without a waiver?
call me a printer, how i touch on this paper
[verse 3: ysr gramz]
i shoot the lights out your crib, trailblazers
she give that p-ssy up for free, why would you pay her?
barbers ain’t the only ones giving n-ggas tapers
your b-tch is my motherf-cking favor

[verse 4: krispylife kidd]
for us to get my son in school, i forgot my thumper
flint small, i d-mn near f-cked my cousin
popped dawg, leave his whip on industrial
’bout to do this bne on this russian

- ysr gramz

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