my flow so cold like eskimo, n my homies on the block like geometry so define the young nigga standing next to me, his names anton an he as chill as anti freeze. yee
he puts along like a puttin volkswagen, in fact his last name is spelled like tht n shit, but he a shy boi, nigga go hard doe like bambi mothafucka. AND NIGGAZ DUNT MEZZ WIT A BAMBI MOFUCKA
yeah so get at him ladies cuz he dont bite, unlike a vampire that prowls at night,
cuz he dont fuck wit da homo twlight, he as hard as a GSPOT HITTA
n he aint no quitta, cuz he goez hard in the streets of ill valley, n hits licks on bitches who named salley. so stand back cuz he gon jump, straight out the trunk where he hits the thump, the bass so loud like rock n roll, n when u pass best believe that thers toll
but he dont pay that shit, cuz he be takin the 70 bus which pays the toll for him. yadadai comprende? he be a fast food lover, but he dont gain no weight, because to be hard, you gottta have a fast metabolism, ya hear?
fasho doe n u no i got mo' doe than bank of america, yea my spits lyricah, the smoke so irie bustin these lungs, n my girl bout to be bustin my nuts, oh yeee!
(i got more beef and rice then you.)
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