Correction Paroles Kreature Music par YSR Gramz

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(Enrgy, made this one)
Good lookin', Enrgy
I just walked in with that
Okay (Yeah)

I just walked in?with?them bowls like?boxing bags
Draco got so much kick,?n***a karate cla**
I'm finna kick this b*t*h out with her?toxic?a**
I'll?do a n***a?dirty, boy go?take a bath
Broke a** n***a, I'll pay you to come on my gra**
Tryna play me out my money, I'll get on your a**
No, you can't get a feature from me, I'll hoe your a**
When I get rich, I'ma act like I don't know your a**
I don't know these b*t*hes, or these n***as either
I be throwin' B's, n***a I'm from Beecher
I just caught a play, I'm at Little Caesars
I'm trappin' hard as hell, out this lil [?]
This b*t*h mad as hell, cause I won't need her
I poured up 2 lines, in a 2 liter
I just made 2 bands off of 2 features
N***a dropped a opp, he ain't cry or get high about it
I ain't bout to beef with no n***a that can't make a thousand
I used to skip school just to gamble up at vacant houses
Free my n***a [?], I used to sleep up on his auntie couches
I'm tired of these b*t*h made n***as
I'm tired of these b*t*hes that be chasin' n***as chicken
I'm tired of everybody and these pump faking n***as
Man, I'm tired of everybody actin' like they gettin' chicken, yeah
These n***as fake as hell, we ain't gon talk about that part
I was young as hell beatin' n***as at the park
A n***a f**k your b*t*h, you gon take it to the heart
N***as wanna sound like me, I'll sell you one of my bars
You done f**ked that bag up, now you sellin' one of your cars
Stole from your mans, now your broke a** gon starve
This n***a wasn't on sh*t in high school, now he hard
Turtle Pie, Cereal Milk, got me sittin' on the stars
Hold that K, like I'm holdin' a guitar
N***a pa** me the gas, like a fart
Ain't no keys to this whip, this b*t*h push the start
This b*t*h think I'm falling for her, we falling apart
Don't try to slide, we gon turn your whip into a Go-Kart

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