Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin' at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys Hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys
Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk jimmys
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: Back from the dead second L.P. here we go Comin at ya from the R.O.M.E.O. Pistol packed with a crew'o fly slimmys hat turned back in some Airwalk
I sleep, I dream of bodies in streams of blood Naked bitches, dead nigga's ghost, Feds with toast Knockin' my door down sweat poor down my body Roast from
' the rock, purse and a watch Hot as it gets, from Hell came outta you debts Buy the cassette, rewind it to death Alota y'all sweat it, you try to forget How I rock
like his dead brother Mama couldn't do a thing about him Though she hurt inside and daddy wants his son back While him knows he's still alive Stick up kid
recognition Back back in commission Scooped your hooker, cleaned your seats off Two in her head Squeezed off Now the fuckin bitch is dead Straight laced hustler from
owed her was some good steady fuckin Fuck that, not the one that's gonna fall on no hoe trap Ease back bitch, before you need all your teeth back.. ..
', blunt bakin' Block regulatin', the cake Bake, a brick flippin' Green expedition thicker to body stickin' Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow I drop to put a rock from
blunt bakin' Block regulatin', the cake, bake, a brick flippin' Green expedition thicker to body stickin' Bazaro, yo I got the hardcore flow I drop to put a rock from