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God the kid
20 L's
I bought out that
"Hey girl" she ignored me, I'm "Honey, hell"
What up I'm Cam,
but I know money
me, that money smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before Killa had his own stoops
Now I'm shaving coke on an amazing
I don't what to say to folks.
from the 6
Took the 5th lane, I get brain
Yeah, get brain, mane
Can't y'all niggas
Closed
Been places, faces
Y'all big babies, blame
You ain't that one
Bruce Leroy
Y'all sunscreen
American shit'll turn you
the worst type
Lock Madoff
die like Wright
get more dirty when
Your and shirt white

Backstreet Boy *NSYNC Lou Perlman
I'm the 6th member as long as the crew
Half the crew earnings, I my break
Sosa I'm feeling like Big
On stage, and Timbs
red put track up
Move 8-balls, play Well nigga rack up
Hit the with all soda
the streets in the Viper or Cobra
New Louis sneaks with spikes all over
Crib on some kid shit, my all over
purchase, next time I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like I see niggas
Getting like I don't need niggas
Didn't know that pays?
Well look at nigga!
Fortune 500, we niggas
Wall Street
American
Lot of to be made, shit
I agree,
Summertime, True Religion
Is nigga
Julius Earving her: I'm a 6er
Rucker Park mixer, with the I fix ya
at Bar Mitzvahs
miss is off the
Ricardo laugh at ya
Get your up
I got a house
I chicks
With a full
Cage open: who let the bull
and drugs
I'm the hood about
got a vision that's so raw
Say no more. he remind me of me in '04
it's our habitat, maddest clap
Rat-tat-tat, I had to trap, that
Lenox Ave graduate in
And if you me in the

blowing
Right should salute me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
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