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its amazin on the track
leather gloves on my hands no prints on the gack
I don’t primp in the ac
I put the choke in the air
and when I leave
its only gun smoke in tha air
now ya kin tree is gone
I’m makin it a family affair
wanna play faget
here’s the truth, I dare
you ta grill or stair
eyes red off tha heny
I got a semi
I call visen
just because it make shit clear
I know a place
were ain’t nobody living, I’ll take
you there
this residents evil
if I was you
and you was me
nobody could see you
I’m like a Bentley on 25’s
and my candy paint look see thru