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rekon an mace bi*** representin where we from
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MC_Mace
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Peak #8,091
Peak in subgenre #4,678
Author
MC_Mace
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i love you
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November 22, 2004
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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your mom
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just my verse I gotta huded ho’s a hunned baggies/ Yes im prom Portland (Portland)/ An you can tell that’s why a bitch be dragging/ Cuz she from Portland(Portland)/ Bitch don’t be so fuckin fragile/ Even rekon had to be on this with me doin fat joe/ An now that im fuckin bak I think yall need to think/ Down here we sell bars of crack and make our green/ Be blazin like our fuckin team/ Who you think fuckin taught rasheed?/ See me chillin on tha corner of st johns block/ Hangin with crackheads me an my homies stopped/ To read tha squares clock/ Pulled out a glock so I ran to safeway/ Had to get out to keep myself safely/ See deaths happen everyday an people have to die/ But you don’t wanna see it happen in front of your own eyes/ Sick of hearin souljas crying cop/ Last time I say it these type of streets need to stop/ in Portland!
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