Light the joints up all over/ So much thug passion in thease Veins/ So much drugs to slang/ Like dope/ meth/ and cocaine/ Pushing from early mornin to dawn/ Only real deals / strapped 4 the easy steal/ Robbing Forever and beyond/ Dont fight it/ Just give it up/ Let my burner burn you/ I dont give a fuck/ Like a Bandito on a roll thru the night/ I guarntee i got no patients for those who fight/ Be afraid by a hook from the right/ You will feel less special when I pistol wip u with the 38. Special/ Did you belive that i actaully wouldnt mess with you?/ THUG PASSION/ All i want to do... Is rob you
Reason for writing:
Checking out what i can write in a few minutes
Birth sign: Aries
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