Crack

Sun, 07/12/2020 - 05:34 -- Gotti

Crack 

 

When I Was Young, They Said You Step On This, You Break Your Mama Back For This, Some People Lose Hope And Could Never Turn Back From This, But You Can Turn Back From This, 

Whip Me In Some Bacon Soda, Boil Me In Some Water, You Find Out I Was Selling This You’ll Hid Me From Your Daughter

Feds Find Out You Was Selling This They’ll Offer You A Quarter,

If You Stop Me At A Sudden You’ll Have Withdrawals For Me, 

I Could Make You Hella Money, Move Slick Hella Quick Shit You Bet Not Be No Dummy,

I Could Get Your Life Gone For Not Paying Them There Money, And If The Pack AINT Selling Wright They’ll Kill Your Family For Me.

I’ll Never Die, I’m The Past, Present, And Future, See it’s Funny How The Streets Do You, Chew You Up Spit You Out Yeah The Streets Really Fool You,

I Can Make You Go From Rich To Poor, I Can Also Make You Rich, You Bet Not Be No Bitch, Stay Slick, And Quick

I Can Numb Your Stress Some May Think But I Can Also Be Addictive So Be Careful With Me

 

~Gotti

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