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IP:
I aint dolladimez but im next in the line/ add strychinine to ya diet, and watch this sleppin hoe die/ you should be a verbal paraplegic cuz my vernacularz got ya stumped/ i pop punks like trunks or better yet like acne bumbs/ my dope "flow" courses strait thru coke veins like cocaine/ so when dawgs wanna diss im'a start to yankin choke chains/ Take the wind out ya sails when i bring the left hook round/ throw the book down/ i squash beef literally when i put my foot down/ i take rats and pack macks into they grubby cheek pouches/ you werent built for the game like pigs in straw houses/ blow ya ish down/ snatched ya manhood, ya ego, ya whiz/ and if u think this is directed to you..then it probably is/
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