Gangaroni

[Intro: YSR Gramz]
You already know it's YSR
Like Gucci mane, I'm like the Gucci Mane in my city
It's with a K, dumbass
(His name's Pablo)

[Verse 1: Super Shoddy]
I was cellies with the plug, guess I lucked up
Five hundred grams of dog food, I'm finna cut up
You ain't never counted ten thousand, shut the fuck up
Perfect timing when they let me out, I gotta nut up
The other day I ran into a opp, he looked the other way
The other day I fucked a nigga bitch, she won't go away
Super Shoddy I'm finna save these hoes, I need a cape
Nah, I just want the top, Imma need hеr face
I'm touchin' base with the rеal niggas in different states
I ain't OVO, but I'm coming through with a drac'
Caught a case, they ain't stop a nigga from getting pape'
Hit it with a one, but I bet you a two could tape
Real nigga, they done let a real nigga get in
All these niggas weird as fuck, damn I don't fit in
I can get you straight drop drop, it look like fish skin
You ain't never nail nothin' doggy, you can't get in

[Verse 2: KrispyLife Kidd]
If I see a opp I'm finna fire
Yeah I think I'm boutta Gold Tee, I need a driver
Of course I got my front and back end, I'm on the flyer
Try to play with anyone in gang, and you dyin'
Snuck it in the club, in them big B's this a small piece
He got popped wit' a draco, it was all Tee
Ordered them hot heads, they'll slide and it's all free
Bitch I only sell verses now, please don't call me
Seen a opp in Palm 810 got him fish tailin'
What make you think you comin back around gang, when you been tellin'?
Whoop a fat nigga at Cracker Barrell, now they need a big stretcher
Only time you dropped something, was when you piss testin'

[Verse 3: YSR Gramz]
This little bitch ain't got no ass, but she big breasted
High as hell, tryna catch my play, I just missed my exit
All my bitches got good head, I swear I miss my exes
We can hit every state, but we gon' skip Texas
I just got a pint of Wockhardt, think I'm finna stretch it
I just dropped another fuckin' chain, I paid it with the extras
Nigga talkin' bout he got the pounds, I think the nigga Jeffin'
My nigga like to shoot shit, but he ain't Stephen
I'll have my nigga walk you down like that nigga steppin'
Damn the play ain't go right, I think my nigga left him
Bitch you like to entertain nigga, Imma call you cedric
Dropped thirty five shots, he got shot by Kevin
You don't like to hit hoes, you just like to text 'em
Them ain't Perc's niggas poppin', that's all Excedrin
I just stomped a nigga out in some Jordan 11s
We just beat a nigga ass, he walked in our session