yeah... a price to pay for the girls you lay life's hang you a bill one day before your or your life get took get a girl, a wife or a playboy
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sitting at a red trying to get my right this girl with a monster-ass distracted I reacted my penis' her I demanded the questions I asked her were nice and but now in my passenger seat turn up the went to my without a hassle oh, it felt great in her she was sexy her name was I loved the way she my reproductive organ I road it and it finally (uhh) to the bathroom because I couldn't hold it oh I down and I was trippin' because I'd seen blood off the tip of my it don't a genius to figure a virgin scrubbed my with detergent I'm in the mix, if you what I mean 'cause the girl's only your are hard bootie's soft but I need to drop you off grabed my keys then smashed the street to get rid of the braud but her standing in the front yard lookin' at me 'cause I'm gangsta geared I looked kinda old with a fro and a she looked at me if I was I smashed off in my honey stote the shit up had the bass go knocking stressing like a mothafucker going to Compton turned down the and I was skatin' homey department straight waiting on me we just to ask a few questions homey why the fuck you putting these on me? got to the station, now they me shit I did was a felony maybe you can your rap tape when you doing time for statutorial rape
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Met girl named Kim working at [M&M?] she was nice and she got a man but she don't to him you don't let her it sniff that you can probably smell it anyway she got a baby, offcourse, her and her man is going a divorce we kept talkin' so so far we started back to my car fired up the engine to my house pulled my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse with the slow tempo, I fucked the , but she's a nimfo bitch likes it and hard oh my god this girl is odd lost my as I shot my wad pulled on my pants, up my gat I get rid of this hood rat she's callin' up her man on my telephone it's for this bitch to take her ass home ejaculation, took the bitch home with no conversation no more or s gate I pulled out my all-white too tape I'm playin' too short and the shit hit Ima make the bitch walk if she some shit got to her banged on the curve my head back fired up some herb she asked me do you come in I said wait a woman who do you live she said I'm single, I don't play that I don't lie I every guy you gotta me first before you come by I alright put my car in then I walked I hit the for my '83 caddy she was yippin' and about her baby talkin' her hoochie pitch she her baby-daddy a lil' old bitch talkin' shit loud and talking but she kicked his ass said she him like a lil' old hoe we was disturbed by a knock on the damn that where's my gat I hope I don't die fucking with hood-rat I'm to be one of those Palmdale playas but now I'm caught in chaos but now I'm in some chaos but now I'm caught... hey man the TV and the was playin' I couldn't quite figure out they was saying voices started escalating and im sitting on the debating should I stay? I leave? should I this bitch by her fucking weave her in the eye bitch don't lie you knew baby-daddy was fixing to come by and you me in now look at the im in my are sweaty my was tense stood up I couldn't take the suspense I walked to the door kinda Im not for a funeral service opened the door, and cool I got eye contact with the she talked about him as if he was come to find out like seven feet tall I he smoke he gave me a pound his hand I right past the man jumped in my '83 drove down the then I never came back went to the grabbed the mic and started rappin' about the scandiling shit that happened
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