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Ayo L, aye L
get the car
We gotta get the fuck outta Dan

Murder, death, kill a one 87
If you ain't gon' give it motherfucker take it
Boy I'll ya' to a raisin
Just to bring the bacon
For me to see heaven I would to meet Satan
So my so vacant
My mind's on some shit! Break shit! Spray shit!'
In raw day shit
Face-lift braces, cases
up the witnesses so can't nobody say shit
I think the callin'
up the phone and said
"I got a coming"
blood in my eye and I'm thirsty for death
(?) walking up steps
Got a getaway driver, just in a stolen
Parolee with a 40 that'll what you owe me
I'm no (?)
And the last yo' ass wanna hear is these words

are in the trunk
Money in the
Guns are in the
Think they and get us, never
Uh, the OJ in the hallway
The .44 spray
One leg up on the grey
straddled while I'm eatin' strudle
We you up so bad that you will never take a normal doo-doo
Or a pee-pee,
Now I'm while head is given
No fucks are given cause I'm rotten to the core
Ya-ya-ya-ya-ya-ya right into the
Aah, cross the when you see us by the store
I'm off the leash, dick on the floor
Box cutters up in the waistband of the 09's
You thought you had your little
now, but no mas
My bitch will you out with strong thighs
Strong features in the from New Guinea
dope, doing 360's in a Mini
She half Dominican and
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