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MrPotSmokerMan: alrite, alrite, now its time to fight, joe told me u sucked and he was right, my skills r like a light in dah middle of the nite, even wit the best i stand out among all the rest, soon as i speak my words hit u in the chest, like a bullet but u ain't wearin no vest, congrats - u the next mutha fucka to see that i'm the best
money66169: sneak u from behind, ull be layin out flat... when tha shots ring out, ull be dead like that! blowin holes out the back of ya with only a single hollow, and the one in yo neck.. gone make it hard fo u to swallow!
MrPotSmokerMan: everybody knos i took u off ya feet wit my phat beats, might as well have a seat, so when u get knocked down u ain't gotta feel dah concrete
money66169: yeah right lil nigga my bulletz r alwayz hollow, u amature mutha fucka i see at the apollo. u might see me walkin round wit QPs in mah pocket with clothes so expensive Jay Z cant ROC it! everything im sayin is str8 from da head, keep talkin that shit bitch ull wind up dead! shirt all red face all bloody, ill have ya boyz runnin from me they like chill with that cuddy |
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