Real Grease

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KrispyLife Kidd - Rap, Detroit Rap

Real Grease

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[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd] KrispyLife nigga Fuck niggas talking about? Alright [Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd] I ain't gon' lie, all 2020 I been dropping grease Gramz said "fuck rap" he could sell a pound a week Hoes stayed laughing when I said I could pop my heat Now I got enough guns to shoot 1,000 rounds a week Last nigga played with me is now deceased Niggas was sleepin' on me, now they can barely sleep I'm hungry for this shit, welcome to the belly of the beast Shit could get ugly around this bitch like that nigga kids I won't say an adlib if you ain't got no cheese I'm serious with this shit it came to me in a dream Whole world think I'm a Blood, but I just bang Bs Brodie 'nem'll do you bold, and they bang Cs You wanna cop out the beef? Nigga, better say please [?] favorite rapper [?] say cheese Hit dawg head with something cold, give him a brain freeze A bitch give me head until my thang sneeze I was selling pills and picked up methamphetamines Just got a tree cutter, but I ain't cuttin' trees You wanna sell me something? Then sell me some lean I could call D and see about whatever type of lean I can't cap, I been gettin' off Your last nigga can't fuck with me, he a lint ball Niggas try to count me out, now they got me pissed off The plug hit me with a nine piece, I feel like Rick Ross Never shy away from gunplay, I love stick talk You ain't never been the plug, you don't know no brick talk My uncle showed me how to cook dope, he know the whip talk My mama caught us in the attic, she was pissed off [Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd] I ain't gon' lie, all 2020 I been dropping grease Gramz said "fuck rap" he could sell a pound a week Hold on, I don't wanna sound like that, shit I like this like this - I ain't gon' lie, all 2020 I been dropping grease Gramz said "fuck rap" he could sell a pound a week Hoes stayed laughing when I said I could pop my heat Now I got enough guns to shoot 1,000 rounds a week Last nigga played with me is now deceased Niggas was sleepin' on me, now they can barely sleep They can't ba- fuck! Shit! ahh like this like this look- Last nigga played with me is now deceased Niggas was on some- ah no no no no no - Last nigga played with me is now deceased Niggas was sleepin' on me, now they can barely sleep I'm hungry for this, welcome to belly of the best Shit could get ugly around this bitch like that nigga- yeah alright KrispyLife bitch, iced ou- alright [Outro] Southside shit

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  • KrispyLife Kidd