Ends

If you broke she spit and if you rich she might swallow... for the

I knew these two home boys, that made alota noise

Makin' money on the block, from kids was on they job

They were tuffer than lead, they like a river when run

DMC when they was told to gun

They hold then wait, they goin' outta state

Stakin' mad chips and pushin' fat whips

Flys chew they clothes, they got no job

And then one disappeared, then one got robbed..... for the

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