(SUPERHERO) 2 Min Drill

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Listen!!!! It feels like a joke… I got locked up twice, ain’t even been to court. All because of Dope 17 jeep compass, I pushed it like a sport. I was Blowing on some Za, mann fuck a port (Newport). All gas no brakes, I need to change the rotors. Where you get ya whip from, told them singlee motors. I used to sell half and wholes, Mann fuck a Quarter. Up down left and right and all across the water. You can ask around Georgia , they know I’m the man. You need a ride or some Za, I was on demand. Harlem wanna lock me up, Don’t you understand. I was thanking God, cause I sold my last gram. I called my momma, she didn’t answer so I called Sam. I was trapped in the can, like what you call it spam. Held accountable, yeah I’m taking that blame. It’s all good, grabbed my phone and hit up Rap Fame. And I told you All gas like some blue flames. I heard you spit, breath kick just like Liu Kang. You with the capping when you rapping nigga you lame. All my rhymes TRU, like I work for Two Chainz. Need to go and get some ice, I was too plain This beat too street. I was knocking down some walls in my blue jeep. She said hold up wait a minute this is too deep. She tryna take it but she can’t, she said you keep. Laying down the dick, And she bout TO SLEEP. I ain’t take a pill, or no fucking honey pack. Picked the wrong one, you can’t get the money back. And speaking of the money, where my fucking money at?

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7 months ago

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7 months ago

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7 months ago

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