nothing, comedy.
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You went to chat for backup, tryna have your gals jump me
N my pals grumpy get the cals dumping hand in my waist, Al bundy
alright
Roll up to fags house, the rag doused smother till he’s comatose
Needle full’a morphine dab of chlorine shoot Aer in the vein like an overdose
kk
Leave this guy’s spleen at a crime scene a dumpster ya might get tossed in
When the tape come out… not talking risk when say Aer on the side of caution
cool
You boring thot, that slick talk get you criss-crossed wind up with a Maury plot
Nothing but a DNA tests, tryin’ to place my prints on the 40 glock
ehh dunno bout this one
You’re corny, ock. I’m the big cheese… n I hate the smell of fake bitches
You the king of set-ups, rat? where I’m from we don’t celebrate snitches
lollll nice
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