Talking Brazy, Pt. 2

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YSR Gramz - Rap, Gangsta Rap

Talking Brazy, Pt. 2

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[Intro] Ayy, man, how the fuck y'all ain't know who YSR Gramz is? Yeah, hardest boy out here Rappin' on the streets of Beecher With big B's Gramz take Talkin' brazy Alright, go brazy, man [Verse] Like how the fuck I ain't in a nigga top five My nigga chillin' right now, but he'd come alive I be feelin' like all these rap niggas son of mines He know my trap phone slap like a hundred times I won't nut in your bitch, you can nut in mine We'd slide down your block like we drumming line Bro got a drum in his shit, I got a drum in mine I'm smokin' white somethin' B's, you smoke London Pie FN bullets in my clip make you go bye-bye I really miss my nigga Skit on, used to slap high-fives Thеse niggas skit around this bitch like they watch sci-fi Ain't got shit in thе trap, but we got Wi-Fi Old burger-ass nigga, you a five guy Put my niggas on your head, make him slide slide You hear a motor in this bitch when we slide by Me and T tied in, we got mob ties Young niggas doin' walkdowns, fuck a drive-by Bitch, if them people come right now, is you gon' ride ride? Brodie got a big gun on him, he only 5'5" You out here gamblin' with your life like you got nine lives She get money from the hood, her name 99 My young nigga do scams, he in a wide-body Where I'm from, I don't really trust nobody I know your son bad as hell 'cause his nose snotty You be lyin' in your songs, you ain't got no bodies I just re'd up with the plug and bought four bodies Have you ever trapped in some motherfuckin' foamposites? Four pockets full but I ain't four pockets Bitch, I can't fall in love with you, I ain't block lodgin' Book me for a show, got a deuce deuce in my back pocket Fuck around and shoot a fan, I was at Saks shoppin' Nigga tried to middle-man some 'bows, now I'm not shoppin' [Outro] Dumb-ass nigga I'm a Yung Sak runner I'm one of them ones for real, man Young niggas don't know like Nigga, you gotta come to Beecher, nigga, you'll find about every nigga, nigga gon' tell you, nigga Nigga gon' tell you Yung Sak Runner, yeah, he was runnin' up, yeah, he run up that— Woo

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Credits

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  • YSR Gramz