The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city
Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.
And all women who had light features, see
Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t
Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
Like wheres erick at (dad?)
Can't win with a passive attack
Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.
So the next time you feel like your world's about to end
True story, there was a 12 year boy, a mom a dad
Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack
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