WOAHMYGOODNESS
Your TSC World Champion
Look nikka, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood
Cuz ya momma still around dog, and that ain't good
If you was smart you'd be shook of me
Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib
And let ya ass look for me
My heart bleeds for you nikka, I can't wait to get to you
Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bytch in you
nikka you know the streets talk
So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks
I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out
If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out
See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself
Locked up I was in a box by myself
I done made myself a millionaire by myself
Now, shyt changed motherfukker I can hire some help
Fif's gun/shoot a nikka bars some of the hardest ever bruhs
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