niggas know me
i'm the mail man
my name ring bells
like a door to door sells man
u crazy
the case shoot eighty
u run around wit a twenty two on u like Duece Daily
i'll get u basterds hit
i'll blast the fifth
shit sounds like a half a stick
i catch u coming out yo crib
put one up in yo wig
yo boy ain't gone do shit
but run and tell the pigs
i put the whole hood on
i gettin doe
i got the black hood on
i finna row
i bet yo whole hood gone be gettin ghost
if i up the toast
and start poppin them thangs
ya'll small time
all ryhme
i got big bunners
keep one on me at all times
thats right
that iron come out
grown men turn to bitches like transvex dikes
play wit it
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