yeah... there's a price to pay for the you lay life's hang you a bill one day before your freedom or life get took get a girl, a or a playboy book
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at a red light trying to get my head girl pass with a monster-ass mentally I reacted my penis' her number I the I asked her were nice and discrete but now in my passenger seat turn up the went to my fucked without a oh, it great in her asshole she was sexy her name was I loved the way she my reproductive organ I it and road it unloaded (uhh) went to the bathroom because I couldn't it oh I looked down and I was because I'd blood drippin' off the tip of my it don't take a to figure a virgin scrubbed my dick detergent I'm in the mix, if you know what I 'cause the girl's sixteen nipples are hard your bootie's but I need to drop you off grabed my keys smashed down the street trying to get rid of the but her mama standing in the front lookin' at me weird 'cause I'm gangsta I looked kinda old a fro and a beard she at me if I was Satan I off in my honey stote daytons turned the up had the bass go knocking stressing like a mothafucker going back to turned down the street and I was homey department straight waiting on me we just to ask a few questions homey why the fuck you these handcuffs on me? got to the station, now tellin' me that I did was a felony maybe you can your rap tape when you through doing for statutorial rape
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Met this girl named Kim working at she was nice and she got a man but she don't to him you let her tell it that pussy you can probably smell it anyway she got a baby, offcourse, her and her man is going a divorce we kept talkin' so so far we started back to my car fired up the went to my house down my pants, started cheatin' on my spouse with the slow tempo, I fucked the braud , but a nimfo bitch likes it fast and hard oh my god girl is odd my vision as I shot my wad pulled on my pants, up my gat I get rid of this hood rat 'cause callin' up her man on my telephone it's for this bitch to take her ass home after ejaculation, took the home with no conversation no more or s gate I pulled out my too short tape I'm playin' too and the shit still hit Ima make the bitch if she talks some shit got to her banged on the curve threw my head back fired up some she asked me do you wanna in I said a minute woman who do you live she I'm single, I don't play that shit I lie I tell every guy you gotta call me first before you by I said put my car in I walked inside I hit the alarm for my '83 she was and yappin' about her daddy talkin' with her pitch she called her a lil' old bitch talkin' loud and fast bitch talking but she his ass said she socked him a lil' old hoe we was by a knock on the door damn that where's my gat I hope I die fucking with this hood-rat I'm trying to be one of those playas but now I'm caught in chaos but now I'm caught in some but now I'm caught... hey man the TV and the radio was I couldn't figure out what they was saying they voices escalating and im sitting on the debating should I stay? I leave? should I grab this by her fucking weave sock her in the eye bitch lie you knew your baby-daddy was to come by and you me in now at the shape im in my palms are my was tense up fool I couldn't take the suspense I walked to the kinda nervous Im not ready for a service the door, calm and cool I got eye contact with the she talked him as if he was small come to find out he's like seven feet I smoke he he gave me a pound with his I walked right the man in my '83 Cadillac drove down the then I never came back went to the house grabbed the mic and rappin' about the scandiling shit that could've
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