Boy I spit them fire bars I travel far Dora’s the explorer 95 born in march/ came out my moms womb with a stack of cash
John MarxBoy I spit them fire bars I travel far Dora’s the explorer 95 born in march/ came out my moms womb with a stack of cash a flashy pad can I really handle that a loaded Mac/ hatin ass niggaz b sucking sacks I frown at that/ I ain’t scared of no man til I up the mag/ and empty clips in the shit demolish any nigga who think they can spit/ off the head or my cranium/ ima say again y yall gotta front like yall my friend get served again/ neighborhood dope boy ima say it proudly smokin loudly/ like im cheeky maybe Chong smokin ganja/ in the sorcerer/ I murder the rap game boy ima torturer
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bro this is straight up trash. just stop now
Boy I spit them fire bars I travel far Dora’s the explorer 95 born in march/ came out my moms womb with a stack of cash a flashy pad can I really handle that a loaded Mac/ hatin ass niggaz b sucking sacks I frown at that/ I ain’t scared of no man til I up the mag/ and empty clips in the shit demolish any nigga who think they can spit/ off the head or my cranium/ ima say again y yall gotta front like yall my friend get served again/ neighborhood dope boy ima say it proudly smokin loudly/ like im cheeky maybe Chong smokin ganja/ in the sorcerer/ I murder the rap game boy ima torturer
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