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A Knox. This that way

I can show you how to make a ton. My pops died, but he gave life to his son, walked out my job
Start working on my runtz. Sparked up the blunt, mix the shark with the runtz
I'll talk to you know punch to be dark on them
Huh? Sigh while striking out of nothing, I slide on punch
I get a n***a Rob. If you talking like a, you up
Get this shooting at HIS top. Got him walking like a duck
Huh? Broad day events. Brody here. Pit waiting for you. He just sick
You were Is on the net Wheels. Measuring, your fence
Don't know what happened to him
We ain't heard from him since I think I hate this n***a better enough to getting the Lynch. If he in the streets, talking wet getting rich. I never played baseball pitch, a bitch

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I can make a bad bitch scream, this my shit, huh? I just can't figure out why she found me, huh, huh? I just can't figure out why you love me? But you were bad bitches. I love my baby, huh. I'm here really dunking. Why she left me? It should have been decided, I'll be really thinking. Again, ha ha I began again

I love my baby. I can't really take huh, huh? I really do. Whoa, I just can't figure out at me but you real bitches love me. I be really ducking