Clarence Crutchfield
Clarence Crutchfield

monkey see monkey doo

monkey see monkey doo

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15 Oct 2022

Trap door 24 shell casings on the floor I up it and let it blow, yea I got this under control Choppers with laser sights, in the dark they all glow I aim and I dump the clip, that bitch sounds like it might explode I'm riding with dark tint, i'll shoot if you start shit This chopper holds about sixty, it's gonna leave you armless Can't love cause i'm heartless, i'm filled up with darkness He talking about killing me, but I know that he's harmless We got them 30 rounds, them 50's, and hundreds too Bankroll that's in my pocket got nothing but hundred blues They follow what I do, they watching all of my moves They want to be just like me, it's monkey see monkey do This Is Why I'm Hot, i'm colder than papa dot You get it because he froze when Eminem threw them shots Got rich off of selling pot, and trust me I sold a lot I'm finally getting bands, my pockets filled up with knots I'm hot like a summer day, i'll kill you a hundred ways My snipers will knock you off before you can step my way Can't tell you my legal name, want money you keep the fame Won't spare nobody's life, you dead if I start to aim Spin his block with a chopper, won't be calling a doctor If you wanna disrespect me i more than likely will pop you Pop ecstasy with some vodka, no i'm not into drama I'll just shut my own mouth and smoke all my marijuana My flow on this something else, paid 350 for my belt Got MCM, Ferragamo, and Louie V off the shelf I got it all by myself ain't asking you for your help Yea I got left for dead, I ain't trusting nobody else I just need me a bag and a 30 round loaded mag So I can go visit my opps and make them bleed like the rag I barely know my own dad and no that shit isn't sad Cause if he hadn't have left who knows what life I would have Promise i'm fully paid rock Jordans made out out of suede Choppa hit him with heat, I call it Dwayne Wade I think i'm going in I swear this shit going viral The only reading i'm doing is some scriptures out the Bible I used to have to rob my instincts were pure survival And your homie dead bitch there's no point in checking his vitals

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Trap door 24 shell casings on the floor I up it and let it blow, yea I got this under control Choppers with laser sights, in the dark they all glow I aim and I dump the clip, that bitch sounds like it might explode I'm riding with dark tint, i'll shoot if you start shit This chopper holds about sixty, it's gonna leave you armless Can't love cause i'm heartless, i'm filled up with darkness He talking about killing me, but I know that he's harmless We got them 30 rounds, them 50's, and hundreds too Bankroll that's in my pocket got nothing but hundred blues They follow what I do, they watching all of my moves They want to be just like me, it's monkey see monkey do This Is Why I'm Hot, i'm colder than papa dot You get it because he froze when Eminem threw them shots Got rich off of selling pot, and trust me I sold a lot I'm finally getting bands, my pockets filled up with knots I'm hot like a summer day, i'll kill you a hundred ways My snipers will knock you off before you can step my way Can't tell you my legal name, want money you keep the fame Won't spare nobody's life, you dead if I start to aim Spin his block with a chopper, won't be calling a doctor If you wanna disrespect me i more than likely will pop you Pop ecstasy with some vodka, no i'm not into drama I'll just shut my own mouth and smoke all my marijuana My flow on this something else, paid 350 for my belt Got MCM, Ferragamo, and Louie V off the shelf I got it all by myself ain't asking you for your help Yea I got left for dead, I ain't trusting nobody else I just need me a bag and a 30 round loaded mag So I can go visit my opps and make them bleed like the rag I barely know my own dad and no that shit isn't sad Cause if he hadn't have left who knows what life I would have Promise i'm fully paid rock Jordans made out out of suede Choppa hit him with heat, I call it Dwayne Wade I think i'm going in I swear this shit going viral The only reading i'm doing is some scriptures out the Bible I used to have to rob my instincts were pure survival And your homie dead bitch there's no point in checking his vitals

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