It's April 25, 2024, 03:06:27 PM
Imma take this dogg 4 a walk thru the streets of D~//who knos what hell see~betta hope he dont make no enemies~//Cus homies from D is playin 4 keeps~//kill ya in front of ya peeps~til ya bloOd seeps~//onto the city streets~and this kid thought he was ELITE~//now u tastin defeat~and i aint takin bout toes~//im talkin bout the chrome set to xplode on you homes~//dont reply alone~cus my homies in the cut~//u lyin to sluts~i bet ya sister raped ya wit a strap on~//bet u scared to take ya gal home~incase pink trys ta get her mack on~//{the girl a dike right?]dont slack son~the bell aint rung~but plz believe the title mine b4 the last bar is sung~//i get to the point like pencils~any my lyrics drop like anvils~//and pink so fat if she was in times square,it would come to a standstill~//[omg]