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Jamil Muhammad

Jamil Muhammad (born 12 November 2000) is a Nigerian footballer who currently plays as a midfielder for Kano Pillars. more »

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If you part of the Mopar family,
And you part of the Mopar Clan,
And you got the need for speed,
Yo come on.
Let's get this man.

Whether you driving in a Jeep or pushing a Ferrari,
Too much mountain and terrain man I'm sorry.
Take it down a notch it's flat on the road,
To much altitude up their better stick to the code.
Look at those drifters over there that's precision,
That got their craft mastered like a Religion.
Fast and Furious by standers curious,
Bottles and models living life luxurious.
They doing burn outs over there that's a charger,
You next level in a Hellcat Hell yea
Smoke so thick quicker than Michael Vick,
You sitting in a red Santa playing Atlanta.
That thing Fiji Sarafini water,
The Black Hurricane I'm trouble in a quarter.
Nine flat who coming close to that,
You in my rear view mirror screaming where you at doing a Hunit.

If You On The Highway,
And You A Hunit Deep.
And You Doing A Hunit,
And You Parting The Highway Like Moses Parted The Red Sea,
Let's Go!

We got C'J. in dreads sitting on tray two's,
Pearl white tight matching with the shoes.
Snug under the wheel well with the tire jell,
Gut's is cocaine like the cartel.
Scat Pack alert wide body bizerk,
Track hawk on a mission ready to put in work.
Dragging with a Lamborghini and it's a Urus,
Candy coated paint man it's the purist.
That lemon lime man is right on time,
That thing is a Felony committing a crime.
Them doors go up way up they call them suicides,
It just killed it self right before your eyes.
Now Mommy with the thighs she looking like a gold digger,
But don't judge her if she got a perfect figure.
And money with the trigger he ready to Loc,
But the under pass starving man he ain't no joke.
Trying to find him a mark from sunset to dark,
There's a car meet around the corner at the park.
Man don't try them boy's I said them boy's deep,
I said don't try those boy's the them boy's will put you to sleep.
Now you wanted a Jeep and ran into a creep,
Then he fead you some lead and sped off in his seat doing a hunit. 

Move!
Move!!
And Get Out The Way!  

Is that a box Benz man she ready to go,
Got exhaust pipes growling under the window.
A V-8 straight just below the ignition,
That five hundred is boss there is no competition.
Never need permission while you had it,
Got money in the bank well go head and grab it.
Cash or lease it'll run like a beast,
It be guslling gas like it's having a feast.
Hands down want muscle I recommend a Shelby,
That's what them boy's be rocking in the L.B.
There's other city's so don't think you alone,
That thing bad shooting flames like Al Capone.
It hold's it's on It looks better in a kitting,
In front of the crowd you doing donut's in a fitting.
How many ya'll committed for the need for speed,
How many ya'll committed who think they read.
You pull up in the Phantom then you murdered the scene,   
Money green lean like you fead the fiend's.
Game over when you pull up in the Land Rover.
All black top grittier than baking soda.
Pull out your key's and let's head for the road,
Until we meet for the next episode.
Fam I'm doing a Hunit.

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