I really can't under what s the fighting for
Something in his arm, he pushing more and more
She is far bizarre
Bad, just like an 80's car
24's on that escalade and ya' chick in the back, gettin' laid,
And he's the only nigga in this particular grade
The next day you is everybody target
Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,
And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,
With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less
What a feeling of overcoming the odds
Go to s c take on the game cocks
Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that
The outline which you n****s out dated
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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