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letra de blow his pack - td ceasar

[intro]
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[verse]
lil bl!cky said we need some dope, i called up the plug
so we waited at the bench, off the addy and the dutch
there’s a tight feelin’ in my throat, benji, he won’t budge
then we saw the pontiac, he was speedin’ onna clutch
i said “benji, get the money, lil bl!cky got the grab”
so he pulled up swervin’, and he grabbed all the cash
skrted off, left my brodie out for f-ckin’ road rash
no clash, all these p-ssies know that
couple months later, and we talkin’ and sh-t
i grabbed a blunt, sparked it up, and then walked in this b-tch
he said somethin’ bout sum goofies, and a coffin and sh-t
but this gas in my blunt got me coughin’ and sh-t
i said “benji, w-ssup, whatchu talkin’ about?”
he said “homie talkin’ sh-t, so we slidin’ to his town”
i remember three shots left, i just smoked out the zip
so i was ready if we blowin’ brains up outta this clown
thirty minutes later, and we called up the grab
ten minutes in, we pulled up to the trap
i said “i’m ready for this p-ssy” and he walked out the back
i think i’m finna k!ll sumbody, got the glock in my lap
he walked up to the honda, and i looked at him back
benji gave the d-mn ignition to the boys inna trap
i said “give me the admission” and he told me to tap
so i whipped up out the fourty, and i blew out his pack

- td ceasar

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