.Viehrzehn Uhr dreiÃig, ich fahr' im Benz durchs Viertel
An den Streetgangs vorbei mit verspiegelten Scheiben
Ellbogen aus dem Fenster, um den Bizeps zu zeigen
Trete aufs Gas und rausch' ab mit quietschenden Reifen
Hab' Weedpacks und WeiÃes im Handschuhfach verstaut
Die Han.
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