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Plastic Timbs And My Lyrics Go Over A Niggas Head Like A New Era Brim And I Bang Like A New Era Brim Translation A Brim Is A Blood Like Me A Mac 10 Any

Plastic Timbs And My Lyrics Go Over A Niggas Head Like A New Era Brim And I Bang Like A New Era Brim Translation A Brim Is A Blood Like Me A Mac 10 Any

poop. Arthur: Can I go down with two cards? Motorhead: Pissy, pissy poop. Arthur: Do it this way. give me a good chance buddy. Motorhead: I'll take

Lord We sin a lot Wonder will He let me in? And not constantly tryin' to find a reason why Because I'm a Bad Boy, they wanna label me a bad guy Now

'm on a mission drippin' a fog An when it sees a million motherfuckers deceased Some of police are brutal hog, I'm actor baitin' No hesitation to slice a

guns they'll never find My Lethal Weapon's my mind "A lethal weapon A lethal weapon A lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin'" A lethal weapon A

pimp game Took on the ice-name but the pimp game moved too slow Especially for a nigga who was hooked on quick dough In one night late I was in a car

shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a body Got a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a party Got blood in my trunk from a punk who squealed

', one cuff Live as a red Jag, a Louis bag, grabbin' a blunt Fuck it, steam about a hundred and one L's Kites off to jail, buying sweats, runnin' up in Stetson Nigga had game