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Catch you on a bike at the light ciara you getting close lined, Right in front of Po nine murk em yell Show Time, You scared to death, and sweeter than a punch bowl. Heartbeat, sound like your chest doin a drum roll. Last ciara nigga runnin his Gums chewed on my Gum-sole. If I got techs(?) I aint talkin how the blunt rolled, You know I’m gung ho it’s all for the love but it‘s like “Blimpy’s “ yall eat your hero then call for a sub. That’s why ciara my joint kick, like eastbay mail, I will not lose, I’ll make the judge and D.A bail, You can spell .Cal but still wouldn’t C (see)A-L. But niggas scared to really talk like they on a prepaid cell. Can you hear me now? Click -CLAK can you hear me now? I don’t left weights but I do reps and carry pounds.
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