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Ray Bop
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I think, he's the saddest MC to ever hold a mic, ?Cold as ice, used to think the seductress was my prototype, ?You know the hype, bet my whole life if I blow the dice, ?So precise, scary on these tracks like a Poltergeist?, Growing colder, with 16's out the pistola?, Beaming up, not thinking much of you scheming fucks?, All we do is steam the blunt, mind on a million bucks?, Find me on the up and up, word to my L, fuck is up nikka!?? Hardcore Uncut nikka?, Like I pack crack up for lunch nikka?, Crunch time, bitch I shyne peep when son rhyme?, For your mind, I spit these bars one time, ?Uh! I fell in love with it?, Heart pumping to it, peep how I do it, speak dope fluent?, I do it, peep how I do it, speak dope fluent, ?If they hate-Fuck you! well them nikkas get they own hustle?, Nikka, Ha, CHG Bitch.
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