Back on the streets after five and a deuce. Seven years later but still had the juice. My homeboy Ken Gee put me up the track. Told me Es rollin Villain, BJs got the sack. Bruce is a giant, Nat Cs clockin dough. Be Bops a pimp. My old freaks a hoe. The batter rams rollin rocks are the thing. Life has no meaning and money is king. Then he looked at me slowly and Hen had to grin. He said Man you out early we thought you got ten.....
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 13:24:57 +0000
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