THIERRY HENRY,
Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existin, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them
Your succes is not enough, you wanna be hard
Knowing that, if you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade like to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectfull cuz to me you're a mistery
Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, stop frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
ha, ha pussy..
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