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malcom in the middle - ysr gramz lyrics

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[intro]
(enrgy made this one)

[chorus]
if your name bold as h*ll, then you can’t hang with me
i got my gun, i ain’t by myself, i got gang with me
got hundred round on me, give you change for fifty
when them n*ggas got on bullsh*t, you got to changin’ with ’em
all i gotta do is point a finger, gang ‘nem gon’ get him
white boy say he the plug, he malcolm in the middle
that glock stick gon’ send his ass home, f*ck goin’ to the ‘spitol
i’m on the phone with them ‘bows, told them b*tches, “send ’em”

[verse]
n*gga lyin’ like he coppin’ p’s, he don’t never get ’em
n*gga lyin’ like he sliddin’ in cars, he ain’t never in ’em
bro out here sellin’ so much dog, he got every kennel
you wanna make some quick cash? go and buy a rental
buzz and ‘nem tryna slide, i’m tryna slide with ’em
oh, he f*ckin’ with opps, now he cryin’ with ’em
i ain’t grow up with them n*ggas, i can’t side with ’em
oh, you tryna get a qp? give me five minutes
b*tch, i’m always throwin’ b’s, b*tch, my side winnin’
bring a million to the hood and come and sign n*ggas
i was in the projects in the dry with it
i will not leave my gun at home, i’ma drive with it
i see you post that bl!ck everyday, but is you slide with it?
n*gga try to sn*tch a chain from me and he died with it
i just linked up with lil’ buzz, they got nine switches
came through with that big b*tch, drop nine n*ggas
n*gga, throw your hood up, n*gga, bang that
i’ll give this rapping sh*t up to get gabe back
i wasn’t spendin’ time with my sons, i had to change that
i’ll put some sh*t up on your head like a wave cap
n*gga think he legendary, he got paperwork
“gramz, you gotta put them b*tches last and get your paper first”
you can’t get a verse for free, you gotta pay for verse
if you owe, don’t even pay your f*ckin’ bills, pay me first
my son always got his shirt off like he hate t*shirts
i’m a yung sak runner, i’m a f*ckin’ legend
these n*ggas out here police like german shepherds
bro was out here takin’ n*ggas gun, rip my n*gga pepper
[chorus]
if your name bold as h*ll, then you can’t hang with me
i got my gun, i ain’t by myself, i got gang with me
got hundred round on me, give you change for fifty
when them n*ggas got on bullsh*t, you got to changin’ with ’em
all i gotta do is point a finger, gang ‘nem gon’ get him
white boy say he the plug, he malcolm in the middle
that glock stick gon’ send his ass home, f*ck goin’ to the ‘spitol
i’m on the phone with them ‘bows, told them b*tches, “send ’em”

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