Lyrics + Crunk = GHOSTE
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IP:
had another boring day, besides the gang fite i was in/
it seems like every week is just the same again & again/
we rolled up on dem kats, we was marchin 6 deep/
soon as they saw our blue flags, they was marchin toward our street/
it started slow, some shit talked there, but it escalated quick/
pretty soon 1 of my best friends had already taken his pik/
the scene became a mob, red and blue blended to 1/
then pretty soon, my whole crew, was chasin em......we won/
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