.Man, I'm talking about that six four rag top
Green, with the back racked
Everything mat black, caught it in a six pack
You know what the fuck it is and what I came to do
Now put your hands up in the air, like I'm about to shoot
My agenda is here, crystal perfectly clear>
Breat.
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