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💥Fire Beat💥💥Fire Lyrics💥 #NoCrew #Rapping #Love #Live #Respect My crew's sicker than that AIDS shit refreshedit delete source rapgenius Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit' When we spit get a grip like boots and gravel My candy apples dipped in caramel like to travel And now I'm toppin' pokey with my Louisville slugger My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter And get with friends or girlfriends I was scrappin for ends G-g-g-girlie abuser, 8Ball user It's a California Cruiser But I ain't scared chalk around 'em white, bloody red Due to certain circumstances that you could've controlled When you grow where, not many live to get old My state got weight on a thousand blocks Exclude me from any peace talks Hey you need to ride with me Yo it's plain to see Healthy y'all . . . So like I done seen them all Diet coke meetin's with the rich But when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Why you wearin that g string? I'm supposed to let her share her g-string!? As she likes to watch herself on tape Fuck them hoes, let me and you escape Beatnuts comin at you with that filthy skunk Nicky Barnes style on my way to the trunk Now your rhymes are defeated from my circle of fame PJ in the do', Boss Hogg is the click I claim So call me up when it's time to score I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor Yo, I'm coming, you running, cause I'm gunning The humming birds sang they saw nothing His outcry zoomed throughout the counsel of the Triune Try to flee and you'll meet your doom, killin' soon
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💥Fire Beat💥💥Fire Lyrics💥 #NoCrew #Rapping #Love #Live #Respect My crew's sicker than that AIDS shit refreshedit delete source rapgenius Really, the real ain't shit to be fucked wit' When we spit get a grip like boots and gravel My candy apples dipped in caramel like to travel And now I'm toppin' pokey with my Louisville slugger My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter And get with friends or girlfriends I was scrappin for ends G-g-g-girlie abuser, 8Ball user It's a California Cruiser But I ain't scared chalk around 'em white, bloody red Due to certain circumstances that you could've controlled When you grow where, not many live to get old My state got weight on a thousand blocks Exclude me from any peace talks Hey you need to ride with me Yo it's plain to see Healthy y'all . . . So like I done seen them all Diet coke meetin's with the rich But when we find the muthafuckin' snitch Why you wearin that g string? I'm supposed to let her share her g-string!? As she likes to watch herself on tape Fuck them hoes, let me and you escape Beatnuts comin at you with that filthy skunk Nicky Barnes style on my way to the trunk Now your rhymes are defeated from my circle of fame PJ in the do', Boss Hogg is the click I claim So call me up when it's time to score I'm bar none let my nuts hang to the floor Yo, I'm coming, you running, cause I'm gunning The humming birds sang they saw nothing His outcry zoomed throughout the counsel of the Triune Try to flee and you'll meet your doom, killin' soon
@CrazyPoet I will try.
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slow down bro🎯