bitch im so official they gon have to blow the whistle.standing on the block but im clutchin on my pistol.make a nigga hit chew in yo head threw the tissue.if im not mistaken. ant nobody gonna miss you.you just another dead motherfucker on a tee.bitch i do it for my hood st.rose 2nd street.i hold my shit down just like it supposed to be.in if they say i don't den they telling lies on me.cause im a cut boy baby yes i get it off the block.hit him in his face when im aiming for his top.motherfuck 12 i aint worried bout no cop.i keep me a heater its right on my.i hope you don't trip.dem bullets they cum out in flip.yeah i blemish his shit.you now that i start in finish this shit.im always gon when in you niggas gon lose.i give him the Blues.i bet you cant walk in my shoes.im starting to get sick of you dudes.you bitches keep breaking the rules.you dont watch the news you making us look like some fools.thats why i keep me tool.i aint got friends.niggas they change at the end.bitches they want to pretend in act like they love bitch you just called me a srub.dont give no daps in hugs