Ain't that the word on the street? FLYGOD has the best shit
The grimiest of all time He said my poetry is agin' like fine wine He shot the nigga in the chest seven times Did him filthy, but that nigga was trippin' Pray for rainy nights so we can catch the nigga slippin' Plum poison he'll be sippin' Destroy his life, complete the mission Can only fuck him if he's a killer Or the name of his favorite tape start with Hitler
