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Reyniel Alfonzo Tapia
Reyniel Alfonzo Tapia
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When is this shit gonna stop What you say you're really not We flyin straight to the We flying straight to top Making more money then cops They making this shit hot Run them Niggas off the block I need a Ouija board just to talk to the opps We can't find em then we looking for pops Like a janitor we pull up with mops Think you better nigga you smokin' rocks Bad bitch yeah I fuck her a lot Bad bitch say she want a new glock Like Katy Perry she be making that pop These niggas corn on cob Counting up racks with the mob I cannot hang with a slob If I send you on that mission Better make sure they drop I don't put guns in videos Cuz I don't have any props Lotta these rappers embarrassing Marijuanas be my therapy I know the gods taking care me Been what I've been through you'd be scared of me Me and my bitch like Neo and Trinity Run up them racks to infinity, yeah Dr. evil, you mini me I like to taste the blood of an enemy When is this shit gonna stop What you say you're really not We flyin straight to the We flying straight to top Making more money then cops They making this shit hot Run them Niggas off the block I need a Ouija board just to talk to the opps We can't find em then we looking for pops Like a janitor we pull up with mops Think you better nigga you smokin' rocks Bad bitch yeah I fuck her a lot Bad bitch say she want a new glock Like Katy Perry she be making that pop
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