street magic
PwnyTALE58 Plays
•22 Apr 2020
I got more bricks than a stone mason and i shoot my gun like bourne, jason. all i care about is that paper chasin and gettin top from a thiqqq haitian. i like my woman how i like my coffee, wet, black and extra grande. i hit it once then send em walking, no time to talk when that money calling. got a new car, new mansion, bitchs kill for me like I'm charles manson, got a new rolli on my wrist, Time to waste dead presidents. it's business time, can't be complacent, come on johnny Tyler's waitin. wicked tuna with that fish scale, got sushi boats, come get a smell. At the trap spot with the crack rock, whipping baking soda in the crock pot. Make it jump back like hop scotch. yeah, I'm a have you a have not, gonna take what's yours and make it mine, stand on the corner pull overtime. Pull overtime what you about, walking through the hood with a pig snout. when you come thru scream 12 out. Call you master splinter, cuz you rattin out. im the orkin man, im a pest killa settin rat traps, better run quicker. ain't afraid to step cuz my gun's bigger, got eczema, itchy trigger finger. if I see you walking pull out the 40, load up the hollows, unleash the fury, hit all my shots like steph curry, steal all yo shit and leave in a hurry. make you dissapear like david blaine, that street magic you can't explain, put a bullet hole in yo puny brain in yo mammas house on Christmas day. oh my god, holy moly call you jesus christ cuz i made you holy like swiss cheese, im the bees knees, gonna fuck wit me? yeah, we'll see.
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I got more bricks than a stone mason and i shoot my gun like bourne, jason. all i care about is that paper chasin and gettin top from a thiqqq haitian. i like my woman how i like my coffee, wet, black and extra grande. i hit it once then send em walking, no time to talk when that money calling. got a new car, new mansion, bitchs kill for me like I'm charles manson, got a new rolli on my wrist, Time to waste dead presidents. it's business time, can't be complacent, come on johnny Tyler's waitin. wicked tuna with that fish scale, got sushi boats, come get a smell. At the trap spot with the crack rock, whipping baking soda in the crock pot. Make it jump back like hop scotch. yeah, I'm a have you a have not, gonna take what's yours and make it mine, stand on the corner pull overtime. Pull overtime what you about, walking through the hood with a pig snout. when you come thru scream 12 out. Call you master splinter, cuz you rattin out. im the orkin man, im a pest killa settin rat traps, better run quicker. ain't afraid to step cuz my gun's bigger, got eczema, itchy trigger finger. if I see you walking pull out the 40, load up the hollows, unleash the fury, hit all my shots like steph curry, steal all yo shit and leave in a hurry. make you dissapear like david blaine, that street magic you can't explain, put a bullet hole in yo puny brain in yo mammas house on Christmas day. oh my god, holy moly call you jesus christ cuz i made you holy like swiss cheese, im the bees knees, gonna fuck wit me? yeah, we'll see.
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