Graveyards filling up with street blood
Some niggas ain't got no luck
In that pretty red dress, let's fuck
Rhymes flow through me like blood
Thats spits lyrics so cold
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side
He told me to fucking kill you in cold blood right on sight
Full up to fuck with blood,
And maybe i am but
I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck
Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood
Skipping class and growing cold
This shit would leave rosetta stoned
As i light one for ill will
Till we will, fucking kill!
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