Word, Fresh, It was Fucked, Yah HEard.. What What! I guess these are the Tribulations We allll must walk upon in are Wasted times in which we walk the Earth.. But Yo Fuck Dat Sucka. I'm hard as hell. So When this Motha;sa Fuckas Approached me, Spitting wack shit about How he Gay now, and Likes to Stuff That Shit, I was Like Hellllllaaa No Son, Dis Shorty was My Part of My Crew We Ride together, Until dat shit, Now I got A Contract on his Head, Cause Son, we ant got no Room For Faggs To Be Strollling da Block.. Fuckaa

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