Don't try to blow me, you fucking gay
Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day
Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights
My head has died requestin' light feelin' like i'm dead to rights
Dont play around with me, i aint no toy
Little gay lookin' boy
My territory you're making elvis turn gay, hey! and i'm not afraid
So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate
Its only for the real mc's not the gay,
He’s comin', that's what these hoes say
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Remember stand up for ur rights
Our rights are what seem to be irrelevant
Secret society all we ask is trust
For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring
Day like scoopy doo , but when u get in a trouple we supporting
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