Orts ill deep throat your mum with a polo and make it taste menthol
I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer
Who's next to release? we guillotine them
So slim davy please call up your mum
That's because thats these compton streets was built not to win
I'll penetrate your mum with a rolling pin
That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son
I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one
My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got
Now that my pistol is a gloc, ill give your brain a little knock
Give it three years ill get cash and dough
Dig, these niggas is fake joe
But not a single fuck for y'all bitches
Ill beat you and then give your gyal a kiss,,
Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats
Your mum dont want to kiss you she might get rabies
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