On his ahh!
YbsKay
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We on his ass, don't do no runnin' 5-5-6, done hit His head, he said he think that lil Kay coming Man, he tried me like a scram, so when I come Don't do no runnin' Man, Tommy, so damn tight hilfiger how to hit you With this cutter Man, 50 sent ass bitch cant cop a zip she tryna Set me up Switchy on my shotgun, if you reach, I gotta Let it bust It's chilly, bitch I'm cold, man, f*ck Your partner, that nigga hella dust He try to steal my shit, but Rosa Parks, man I ain't gettin' up Qadai throwin' fours, that nigga throwed He'll cut your ass with leather, bitch, don't Piss me off I ain't take my meds, I choke you with a Sweater F*ck them goofy bitches, poppin pussy, they don't Know no better Slimey ain't no nose, I smoke that zot, it got Me feelin' better Last nigga spoke on Kay and we didn't know that Nigga end up dead Before we play hokey, pokey that bullet, hit that Nigga head Russian roulette with these bullets, There go his head I ain't on that sap shit, but like toosie I'm back from the dead Switchy on that shotgun, try to take it your ass, Gon' look retarded Tried to pull her pants down, it smell funny, ask The bitch who farted Man, big YBS That scoom gang shit we go retarded Said she want hellcats and SRTs, she must not Know who bought it Bitch, I stop screaming BDK, they don't know you, Nobody dyin Goofy bitch, she actin' slow, hell nah, this ain't Rocker science Man, goofy bitch, get out your phone, bitch, I Don't know nobody Bitch, get out my face before I motherfuckin' (Shhh) somebody Beefin' on the net, pussy boy, you might as well Shoot your phone Chopper got a kickback, I ain't mean it, too late, Hit his dome He won't liquor in his casket pourin' acid, go Through his phone Beggin' bout a bitch I hit last year, she don't even Call my phone Bitch, I said, don't run, we gon' catch you, let me Smack your dome Their goal is Braylon, look, they smack him, then He hit his chrome Nigga, I don't even give a f*ck, I'll piss all on your Kidney stones And your partner's still beggin' for some air, I bet That nigga gone 50 cant ass bitch cant cop a Zip, she tryna set me Up Switchy on my shotgun, if you reach, I gotta let it Bust It's chilly, bitch, I'm cold man, f*ck your partner, That nigga hella dust They tired to steal my shit, but, Rosa Parks, man, I ain't gettin' up
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