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Jim Crow Crow S Nest

huuuuaaagh!!!!!! get em buck get out yo ass where yall at yeah some bandits some bandits i dont play shawty muthafuckaz swang my way everythang i say

buddies 'bout who you do Your self help from school like it's cool You talk too much You told my girl who I'm drilling and cutting Yet it's all for nuthing

Here's the number to my pager, two fingers like a player Rolled out, and when she hit me on the beep I found out your baby momma's a freak I know ya turned

this woulda turned out To have a nigga stressin I'm prayin every night to thank the Lord for my blessin Confessin to change, just ain't the same When it's me That's