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official rsix3 - official rsix3 ft. tc b1ly - riderx lyrics

asiana maiyaki setting up top. i just shot a hotbox. by the morning it was up all the guns in alum rock. more than a gun shop. i got two bells in a top looking at blood i ain’t seen no bread from this music. got a hundred bags in cars. because i do this. they want to know how i make bread. blood. i’m too sick. the way i’m in a fat rolls is confusing for me to want to slow. nac mac just collapsed. he’s telling me he’s all right. i’m in the yard backing way. it takes me all night. you can save a rocky mountain soul life only by drink. buck. the bourbon you ever dropped so hard that your feet. so you ever test it out right by the see saw? you ever made more than trouble on a kilo?
i’m in a lot rows. they can’t catch me. big v8 press the pedal. blood is angry. do it for myself. and i’m trying to feed my family. rolls on the wing. and you know what?
is hanging to be my feet. you’re just giving me some more stress. stress? in the van, though. i’m trying to use my force less. as i say, never sh+t on your doorstep. cast one. take like a rolex. me? i get happy when the pack lands me a max in the beamer. talking about some trap plans. head shots may roll. so we snap hands. archie and bryce pushing way into fat gramps. hundred miles north. yeah. break up the cosy breaux’s a hundred miles south for that sn0bby knows i’m still around. arms like a funny bone. moncler coat i’m still trapping with a runny nose. she got them pretty french tips on that gold van cleef. she don’t f+ck with no bums on the ride with a jeep. what a spit
the whip. could a cop the ap got us screaming in the p++y of an amg
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