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K S Choice Breakfast

must be an easier way to make breakfast" They both got up real fast As if they were caught or something And then we understood at last It was a surprise breakfast

Tradução: Elección de K. Desayuno.

is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he gave our only begotten

a money making machine dollars no pennies Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my fucking g's R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's S.U.C. to the

[Chorus] You see me on them 24s fuckin tatted up These suckas hate my guts cause i whip that batter up Im gettin money boy Im gettin money boy Im gettin

Each stab of bayonet is God's word. Each crash of steel is God's word. Each torn limb and splash of blood is God's word. For he so loved the world he