Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,
Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat
I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops
While yall walk down the street with yall halter tops
You see 'em down a couple blocks lockin' the street,
For the whole week, no time for cold feet
While i’m walking down the street
Hot whips somethin cold on my feet
To watch it chase the kids down the street,
Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet
G.o.n.z. running down the street
Have no souls indeed
As i lay down on the street,begging for help
I know it hurt but life's not perfect
He spit in my face 'n sprints down the street while its raining.
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
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