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Hub City Hustlers ,-- The Competition Is Harsh// This Is Text, If U Wanna "Hear The Beat" Listen To Your Heart// The Streets Its In Me And Im Not Mentioning Tar's In My Skin// My Flows Is Tight,fat People Try To Print And Paste Them On Their Chin//(lol) Streets Hot And Its Not Cuz The Sun Beamin On Gravel// "Urgez" To Kill n Scar, --Just Like "Snitches" Needing To Tattle// Seeing Houses Half Built, Kids Runnin With Shoes With No Laces// Kids Ashamed To Smile,Due To Fucked Off Grillz And In Need Of Bracez// i Spit Wickedly And Tame Kids Who Wana Step And Get Braved// I Grant Wishes Like Ugly Chicks With Virgins Whos Wishin to Get Laid// I Got Visible Creations Like Homemade Cremation Of The Death// Once You Past "Ghost" get Destined To Suffer From Pain n Watevers Next// Its Best You Lay Low, And Get The Picture Before Your Minds In restrain// Because I Got Steel Like Kodak That'll Brang "Snap Shots" To Ur Brain// (been couple months since i texted) |
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.....................Lets fuse........................
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