Troy Monroe
Troy Monroe

my bae bae bae

my bae bae bae

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15 Jun 2020

let me in, you hear d that G despite all the fucking cops this is All LouD we didnt see shit be running time each and every day playing with that evil, ive always loved to weigh got that shipment coming, in a few days, keeping that stack of hunnids fresh, like some ocean spray no body calling in , stopping by just another day. no bull shit just take a seat I walk through different wows... above the city lights way OFF in the crowd the best of best quotes come through just like a thunder clouds sipping the Mickeys with Minnie paper all stacked, my bitch she all racks stay back challenge my sins keep n' my family close , yeah we ins most of us is native, talking about skins fighting for our land, how we fighting on them streets, sometimes bloody mess or just a chat that day throwing hands, party of our greater way to settle the score, or just end the hate see them boys rolling way tough , keepin' it quit, like violins i promise your talk gets to far, you taking two to the chin no food no glory, still fucking thin, but i m out here, promise you i bring that heat, ain't talkiout no gun, we ll settle that beef cause on then Streets , only sucka bitches try n keep it all nice and neat, i m in that mud wearing it just like a cleat hhh

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4 years ago

let me in, you hear d that G despite all the fucking cops this is All LouD we didnt see shit be running time each and every day playing with that evil, ive always loved to weigh got that shipment coming, in a few days, keeping that stack of hunnids fresh, like some ocean spray no body calling in , stopping by just another day. no bull shit just take a seat I walk through different wows... above the city lights way OFF in the crowd the best of best quotes come through just like a thunder clouds sipping the Mickeys with Minnie paper all stacked, my bitch she all racks stay back challenge my sins keep n' my family close , yeah we ins most of us is native, talking about skins fighting for our land, how we fighting on them streets, sometimes bloody mess or just a chat that day throwing hands, party of our greater way to settle the score, or just end the hate see them boys rolling way tough , keepin' it quit, like violins i promise your talk gets to far, you taking two to the chin no food no glory, still fucking thin, but i m out here, promise you i bring that heat, ain't talkiout no gun, we ll settle that beef cause on then Streets , only sucka bitches try n keep it all nice and neat, i m in that mud wearing it just like a cleat hhh

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