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..O-G's..
I'ma Young Homie Drinkin O-E's. Kickin-it with O-G's. .. If you Know Me We Prolly Chuggin Forty's Rollin Rollies. Gansta's In All Black. They All Rap and A few Smoke Crack.. Got Faith But Where's My Hope-At. It aint In'a Dope-Sack.. And I know that I cant Hold-Back. Jail I wont GO - BACK.. Smokin On Some Chronic Leafs. Hit's Hard Like Comets Be.. Crossed the Street's Where My Homie Rest.. . .. skinny Face Witta Boney Wrist One Day He told-me-this.. Life's a Bitch try Hard to die Rich Cuz Money Is What Life-Is.. Dont Fight Pissed if you Rightous. God Knows Like a Phsycik.. Crawlin Or Ballin Mind-State FaLLin Like war Vet StaLLin.. Rap Exspresses. Turns Arguments Into Bloody Messes.. thugs Cry Rest-Less for a Murda Commited In Seconds.. Smith N' Wessin got the Blessin Of rippin Ya Chest-in . . . this is Some Old Shit. Upping for Feed. Thanx. |
that was gay as fuck
u really need to work on ur vocab |
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