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smooth shit talking - ysr gramz & krispylife kidd lyrics

[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 lyrics

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