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the young dylan (disambiguation) - game lyrics

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yo im f-ckin your b-tch the only reason why is because she thinks i am rich. i f-ckin lit your -ss up is you trippin homie you better not go pout to your momme and you better not be snitchen. and your -ss better take your b-tt home and quit b-tchen. i hit her and quit her once and thats why homie i have the funds and i got muscular arms and i got guns. b-tches like my muscles and my arms i know her way out and her alarms. she tries to give me bad news and so i say you snoose and you lose. f-ckin this b-tch like the croods. i am f-ckin goin ham ramiin this b-tch in like a thousand grams. im a g f-ckin your b-tch again im a beast and your b-tch got a disease. and mine doesnt and im roastin your -ss ready to be buzzin b-tch buzz off you lookin like a sloth. and you think your tough your not goth. so feel my rath of t-pain cause homie i am makin it rain on your -ss like runnin more raps than trains. im in this game for life cause homie you better get right before i take flight. take flight like michael jordan and lebron james and your -ss is f-ckin lame



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