Freestyle

its amazin on the track leather gloves on my hands no prints on the gack I don't primp in the ac I put the choke in the air and when I leave its only gun smoke in tha air now ya kin tree is gone I'm makin it a family affair wanna play faget here's the truth, I dare you ta grill or stair eyes red off tha heny I got a semi I call visen just because it make shit clear I know a place were ain't nobody living, I'll take you there this residents evil if I was you and you was me nobody could see you I'm like a Bentley on 25's and my candy paint look see thru