(talkin)Remember me cuzz?I'm that crippen ass nigga ya heard
Now i'm fixin' to let ya'll know what i do check it:
I'm a C-R-I-P till i die
I bust a muthafucka for askin me why.
I don't play that shit
You dumb ass bitch
You know how it is you ain't nothin' but a snitch
I'm tha nigga in texas crippen
Never slippen
And alwayz bust a nigga trippen
I don't play cuzz i ain't no punk
You fuck wit' my shit, yo ass get stunk
Like a fuckin skunck
Man pop tha trunk
You know you like a ship ass gettin' sunk
Fuck these dumb hoes they ain't shit to me
I'm gon' represent my set in tha H-O-L-E
FASHO
Don't you know i'm from COMMERCE,TEXAS
Where all we ride is hummerz and lexus
I'm 15years old
My game is so cold
I walk down tha streets and you know i'm bold
I'm gon' survive
Keep tha MERCE live
If you got beef, come to MLKING DRIVE.
You we profyle
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