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hands up like a touchdown, you stand up you get shut down hold up, no such sound it's a hold up, put ya clutch down slow up, press the clutch down roped up, double dutch style don't jump til the pump pounds, on your mark, get set, run now (run child) run wild, don't hide like a cut cow use ya mind, hands up, no dumb fouls check up, nike dunked down can't make your mind up like a hung trial usually overshadowed like a sundial scold but can't battle like a nun's vow I clear streets like a truck plow bear heat like a cub scout wear cleats like i run miles, a sheer beast that will lunge out thugged out, love clout and will smoke you like a bust down hands up like request, take a deep breath for the struggles and your regrets exhale don't reject, show some respect for the hustlers that precede us only roll with a select, mess around and get ejected representative not elected, I'm relative and effective in comparison you defective don't try and be a hero put your hands up, put ya, put ya hands up don't try and be a hero put your hands up, put ya, put ya hands up compete to a stale mate hold heat as a fail safe cold streets lead to hells gates souls reaped up for fair wage Clint East with the 12 gauge tumbleweed as we trailblaze grilled beef that's a tailgate real g's leave you pale faced company give you cellmates lone Cheif with the head raised young black and his hair braided fall back, like an in-patient and I'm impatient hands up like choir singing hymns praising man up, have ya momma at ya hems praying what sucks, is us baby momma been waiting few months, now she hugged up on ya friend dating new bump, tryna figure who kid made it which kin to claim it, what did she name em hands up like top of an amusement ride you scream too high, we can call it suicide you decide, who really rules or dies the true survives, especially it they use they minds you hesitate, might as well be losing time hood educates, understand they choosing crime you extra late, i been making moves with mine shells penne trait, not talking noodle kind hands up like a boxer tryna guard his grill George Foreman with the monster when the beef is real four horsemen at the altar, come to claim and kill torn corpses in the harbor, chained to heel that pain you feel coming from the stainless steel it stays concealed unless you got a fate to seal no late appeals and never can we make a deal it's so surreal, praying Jesus take the wheel

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NovaCryp

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3 years ago

C00chi3MAN

3 years ago

“Don’t run like a cutcow” confusing but fye Killed it! 🎯 Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Good 💛 Impression: On point 🎯

O.T.3 CAMO

6 months ago

Bars: Dope 🔥 Delivery: Dope 🔥 Impression: Dope 🔥

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