The fuck is wrong with you, boy? You too good for my money? Or is you such a bitch ass punk, you worried where money come from? Ain't no thing, shorty We cool You all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for they self in this land we be gunnin'
The fuck is wrong with you, boy? You too good for my money? Or is you such a bitch ass punk, you worried where money come from? Ain't no thing, shorty We cool You all alone in these streets, cousin Every man for they self in this land we be gunnin'