DPO

if you could do the shit we did, no you wouldn't be home. kick it hard all the time. gettin' bitches on a dime. we roll deep enough to scare your mothers. yet tight enough to feel like brothers. snow, skate, surf is how we jam. give us a fishing pole and fish fear our name. ride through the streets when we got nothin' to do. ride through the woods smash a puddle or two. roll outta that shit enough dirt you can't see through. askin us questions like "is that the color of your paint too?" step outta the truck lookin' fresher than peach iced tea. everyone in our crew knows this is exactly how its gotta be. i heard ya party? ya we riot. we pound more beer make you feel like your on a diet. is that the cops man? get ya clothes on. got connections in the steet make sure our party don't get closed down. if people talk shit, nah it don't really bother us. but we don't back down, not a god damn one of us. so if your gonna say something make sure you say it to our faces. but before you do that, make sure you tie up your laces. but we ain't all hard. we young gentlemen. got a crew of girls, prettier than a diamond ring. we rock high class. take it up to the Shanty. or maybe keep it low key. La fontana pizza and iced tea. all over New Jersey you can see it on our skin. when we go away to school we always come back again. we keep it real in this place. ya we hold it down. south central represent! kickin it in Bricktown. know the steets like books in every corner and nook. other family like Jetfoi ya they close like cousins. make clothes ill enough to make your body start buzzin. but strangers lookin in ask "yo what you all about?" only answer we got for you - "don't puss out."

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