Created 11/23/08 14:57:57

since im sittin at work baby i wont curse


but im'a go there, if you get at me first


the mics smokes and chokes emcees like hard pipe down a d*ke's throat


get any deeper might croak


this to all my dogs lookin for dat deal


to those that sell out and those that stay real


those that let beef die, and those that they kill


if u a real one, u gone recognize skills


this my first rhyme logged on this cheap azz blogg


some old expendable flows from the top of my noggin


ganstas log in, text and call friends


tell em you found the ONE they been waitin for man


bringing back that real azz gangsta funk


from Detroit, conant gardens where tehm dead bodies stunk


so bad, it moved the white folks straight to burbs


CGP sendin fools straight to the curb......word)))word)))word)))


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Last updated 11/23/08 14:57:57