Rusty Revolvers
Bronze Nazareth
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If you don't f*ck with me then don't f*ck with me man feel me Muerte nigga, dead that Come on, yo, yeah, shit I'm a margin shotta Tupac product Razor Ruddock Rusty revolvers partner Honor the greats, Don of the State I'll do your career, broke records in a crate Check me on the interstate in the Great Lakes Catch you with a knife or a line or a tape Superhero no cape Escape with more cake Gloves on both hands that fit like OJ Still you must acquit yards full of Dusty pits Chicken fights, bitches, saggy tits Worn out Torn out the frame like your ex's picture Freshest mixture When I speak I collect the riches The kid's so gifted, it's 365 Christmas Jones-town is liquids when listening Slave to a plea deal shout out to prison When it rained I thought it was God throwing up liquor Heart turned cold heard the block whisper This year you gon' be that nigga, nigga Thanks already know that Blowback weed like a smokestack Bird flu of rap still wolf pack Straight out the bush Walt White dough stack Chop Shop no cars, pro at SARS bars Czar cigars silky Cloud superstars Nigguh!
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Written by: JUSTIN DANTE CROSS
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