by gio get an inakill yo yea an inakill

by gio get an inakill yo yea an inakill yo hold the limbo this is my game black op gio i know how you feel time mus be rough but just so i know i care about the pool flashing jerlly exersise is a struggle but the gun is not for sale punk chose a number cus i blend with the g stright out of the oven like a mother fuckin king to the dred as i speak in red but the light bows gone as i kidnapped your dred to the gun but the west side g is trying to take me out so i better run before the explostion comes but when iam shaking iam nervous hopeing to the end of the seen is a battle to the clown before i check my tounge cause the moment you step in the light is a battle to the dred as i know my tounge now no more co can as i rull up the bud and try and get a inarkill for the g yea cause iam just haveing a bomb as i pull up my slive like a raygun mark 7 and now we sus out our business like cash and drug's were the bayuil to the cornt room of 45 get a inakill an inakill an inkill inakill