pistol poppa can't stopa a fucka from hustle harder. Luke I'm not your papa I'm your father....
Ice Hill $$$pistol poppa can't stopa a fucka from hustle harder. Luke I'm not your papa I'm your father.... no one wilder.. then Don habba.hubba u cowards.. neck piece poper... u can tell that it's power... walk up like I fear nada Holla at daughters love mothers... slang shit to ur brothers and smoke with you dadaa snort powder... game never lame stay blazed from today till tomorrow... bullets fall like rain. claim turf can't play. fuck earth.. what's worse.kids fucked in church... spit flames...we all been cursed... I stand mad felt hurt... feds undercover follow me as I walk threw the pondeys. I'm hounding. pounding, for money running Pecos valley .. grew up in crack alley.. no this ain't Texas new York or cali.Cali.. we beze
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pistol poppa can't stopa a fucka from hustle harder. Luke I'm not your papa I'm your father.... no one wilder.. then Don habba.hubba u cowards.. neck piece poper... u can tell that it's power... walk up like I fear nada Holla at daughters love mothers... slang shit to ur brothers and smoke with you dadaa snort powder... game never lame stay blazed from today till tomorrow... bullets fall like rain. claim turf can't play. fuck earth.. what's worse.kids fucked in church... spit flames...we all been cursed... I stand mad felt hurt... feds undercover follow me as I walk threw the pondeys. I'm hounding. pounding, for money running Pecos valley .. grew up in crack alley.. no this ain't Texas new York or cali.Cali.. we beze
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