That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets
I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds
I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker
All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father
Yeah im rocken gold/ nikka u rocked silver/ ull never get thant shit/ kuz yo life is bitter/
Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder
Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear
I m not making u feel that u r my dear...
When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free
Now i m gonna tell u a real story....
Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free
In piss creek with rumble from your city
Who came from the city of casa grande
Enforce, i'm elegant and
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