slash hot fire

ah uh you get a pack i get a pack doing a race i aint talking no track running him down but he ain't running back dissen on me boy that stuff was trash sprayen and prayen think i left him with a rash swervin tell i crash, on the pavement small dark room i aint talking no basement, no kizzy my squad pullen up no bbl drizzy when pullen up take a spin round ur city got infinite flows different approach your boy looken weird no talkin cockroach they aint see it comin that boy saw a ghost get ur ip go online and then post. asta punch him in the mouth like he eatin some pasta make him yell like opera we spin round block i aint talking CD sayen it was fire Oh, Really? that was cheesy nah this crap was just to easy!