they hate my juice, parlaid and amuse, games ignored the change but they are so abuse, new bounce schools, so smooth , i needed some extra room , i had to move, like a form of yellow high class shoes. Those who pulls tools and challenge me to do's they are fools, i know u hate the bagari, four wheels safari, all the girls play u like ATARI, vacate in the malibo, flippin every club from frozen to the kaliloo,too much for the rookies we are ALL STARS, for me the v12 are small CARS, now i put the trick down infinite, my n!gga it wasnt even a dodge it was a plemit, i was broke, i used to joke about getting money, now i gross money , aint nothing funny, the bushes call me a dummy, i had to get something solid, they couldnt take that from me, you know the streets, cops harasin. design and fashion, pick up kidz , high gunz and assassins, guns clashing, jewels flashing, now it al comes back to the x cones, good arabic n!ggaz up in the X-tones, while i sat and lurned , schooles burned, but i never returned.
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