Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours
Other cops looking' at me like a dark horse
My dick hung like a horse
And of course, my car's off course
Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."
Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die
Don’t want nothing from a nigga; he all kinds of lame
Reminisce on 'hood memories, we had the rank same,
Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer
Her brain is different from pills to other
Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
We were created to find each other
They tested with stress that they under
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