Fighting with my weak hand
Ill put yo bitch on blast
Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid
You think you tough? than ill slam your bitch ass into granite
After my life force depletes kid ill haunt your dreams bitch,
Streets is calling square niggas leave a message
Get your bitch over her and believe that ill hit her,
My game tighter than bitches that ain't fuck in forever
Ill get a fucking bitch then ill rape the whore
Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor
Just steal and rape and kill your strife life, trife, modest too,
There's nothing man made than can make it just you
Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here
I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal
I appear by vapor and steal all of your paper
Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her
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