Текст песни 5X5 - Black Damien
Your
sister
had
a
crush
on
Me
like
the
soda
If
I
reciprocate
our
Friendship
would
be
over
Saw
you
in
communion
With
a
strap
That
act
made
my
respect
Lower
But
it
still
was
a
pleasure
To
know
ya
Ant
bka
Keith
to
be
brief
Kept
a
pistol
in
your
briefs
While
some
were
yelling
Hail
to
the
chiefs
Saw
you
robbing
youngins
In
the
streets
While
I
was
in
the
Window
drinking
Rock
Creek
peach
Thinking
life
is
a
beach
Yours
was
a
war
Flipping
raw
before
G
Star
Raw
Around
the
time
of
Snoop
And
Salt
and
Pepa
Shoop
We
both
thought
Pepa
was
Cute
A
red
girl
we
tried
to
Knock
her
boots
On
a
quest
for
loot
In
40
below
Tim
boots
I
had
the
butters
You
had
the
Jodeci
joints
Fashion
was
splashing
Legs
would
point
The
preacher
should
Anoint
you
And
point
you
Point
the
joint
with
who
Pughie
a
bad
influence
Used
to
play
hoops
with
Him
and
students
But
after
I
graduated
I
Ain't
Seen
you
since
Flip
the
calendar
to
2004
My
man
Scoobie
I
saw
At
the
Fifth
Street
liquor
Store
Told
me
you
were
running
With
dudes
in
VA
Got
shot
in
the
back
over
A
rack
And
in
peace
you
lay
In
my
chest
the
pain
stay
Like
the
forty
two
I
purchased
That
day
Saw
your
sister
on
Facebook
To
erase
the
images
weeks
It
took
Now
In
the
mirror
I
must
Look
Real
youngins
don't
die
We
five
times
five
On
bruh
never
drag
my
Guys
real
live
Real
youngins
don't
die
We
five
times
five
On
bruh
never
drag
my
Guys
real
live
Real
live
real
live
real
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