11:39 a.m. · October 2nd 2009 · by gabi porter
Niggas want me dead but they scared to step to me, rip their guts out like a hysterectomy.
andross · 11:53 a.m. · October 2, 2009
Wu Tang forever.
Gabi Porter · 11:57 a.m. · October 2, 2009
The yellow shît, and the bottle ain't Crys', sonYou turned your muthafückin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
Al · 12:43 p.m. · October 2, 2009
Beat downs galore cats walk away holding there jawswishing they had draws, tours, posters plus sneaker stores
Jeff · 10:01 p.m. · October 17, 2009
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Niggas want me dead but they scared to step to me, rip their guts out like a hysterectomy.
Wu Tang forever.
The yellow shît, and the bottle ain't Crys', son
You turned your muthafückin' head, nigga, we switched 'em
Beat downs galore cats walk away holding there jaws
wishing they had draws, tours, posters plus sneaker stores
Jeff