.Yo, man, just let her live, man, stop playing, man
Oh, shit, B, where's Miranda? (She with Chef)
I dreamed it, Chef out in Cuba, a ruger>
Thirty thou' on him, out in Mr. Chow, blew a cloud on him
Seen a Latin chick, laughing, clapping
Like your style, homey, tell your proud, .
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