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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 I'ma it
Boy I'll ya' to a raisin
to bring home the bacon
For me to see heaven I would need to meet
So my heart so
My mind's on some 'take shit! Break shit! shit!'
In raw day shit
braces, unsolved cases
Hittin' up the witnesses so nobody say shit
I the reaper callin'
Picked up the phone and
"I got a coming"
'Cause blood in my eye and I'm for death
(?) walking up heaven's
Got a driver, just chillin' in a stolen
Parolee with a 40 that'll take you owe me
I'm no (?)
And the last yo' ass wanna hear is these words

are in the trunk
Money in the
are in the trunk
Think gonna and get us, never
Uh, the OJ in the hallway
The .44 spray
One leg up on the grey
Gettin' straddled while I'm strudle
We fuck you up so bad that you will 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 street you see us by the store
I'm off the leash, hanging on the floor
Box cutters rolled up in the waistband of the
You you had your little shit
now, but no mas
My bitch will choke you out with thighs
Strong in the face from New Guinea
Smokin' dope, 360's in a Mini
She half Dominican and
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