"I'm ready for whateva from the cradle to the casket, don't let me get Beretta cuz it's ashes to ashes, live a life of drama lets see who draws the fastest, burn you bitches like a wave of heat and bring you rashes, the club is jam packed, ni***s chiefin we tore back, shorty stand back or get flattened like door mats, pistol by my belly I'm on fire like Cajun, barrels spinnin like Pirelli’s bustin and blazin, get your boyz I can't even see them n****z makin noise, head bussas got that lead suckin jump and get destroyed, it aint no secret, haters in deep shit, don't even hit the ring if you aint as savage as the fiends get, eat shit, hit you in the way of the unfadable, I burn the club down like foil in microwavables, said they was unbreakable you steal a meal quick put the 45 between your eyes and kill yourself bitch!!!" ("Move"--T-Rock) HOT ..
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