One Night (pt 1), by lance
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Let me tell ya a lil story
bout me and my friends
rolling on the east side in a benz
we just chillin' not lookin' for trouble
but trouble found us on the double
yo man-you in the wrong part of town
these boys look like they wana throw
down...chill brother we aren't from your
hood we knew these boys was up to no good
we don't take to your kind you sneakin'
through our hood for the last time they
took out their heaters i said dude lets jam
before they moved their hands we rolled out
screamin' like hell are they comin yo dude i
can't tell
man we got lucky we was about doomed
yo im hungry lets hit a drive through...........
to be continued.... |
Posted: 2011-09-24 21:56:07 UTC |
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