New to RB
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IP:
u thinkin' u gonna... beat me mister...// you gotta a "fucked up chance"...like a "strict probation officer"...//
Quit talking out the side ya neck and be a solider...//
before my boot flatten ya neck... like a cobra..//
I'm walkin through ya terrain like it's my hallway allday...//
cause i'm so disrespectful with my chrome clone glocks..//
willin to put "two dots"..//
between ya jersey "number's" like an "alarm clock"..//
your bitch she dont love you...//
she treat my dick like it's made for the "head" something like "shampoo"..//
you hear those applause's they anit cheering for you...//
i kick you over and watch you spill like a cup of mountain dew..//
then move to your "lady cousin's and niece's" ...
damn straight i go "hole to hole" on ya lame..//
close loves like a golf game..//
you been dead from the start..//
during this process... i just been digging ya grave in the local park..//
i expect no comeback cause i watered down ya spark..//
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