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[Ruck] Got all my Magnum niggaz in here, word up Sean PEEEEEEEEE Yeah, yeah, yeah, word is bond Word up, M-F-C Hah, word up, yeah, yeah Smack this nigga son, word up, hit him Yo, niggaz is pipsqueaks, thinkin shit's sweet I come discrete, turn your ass into mincemeat Ever since heat, got pulled from the waistline with the bassline kick and snare, Duke I make your click aware So please God, never say jack shit to Sean P before I launch three shots directly at your army Word is bond, we be on some shit to the two-thou Loose mouth niggaz catch a hole in they goosedown Down, down, down-down, down-down-down, down Down, down, down, down-down, down-down Down-town, jumped off the train on Ebbets Walkin down the street, bump into my nigga Kevin Whattup Ruck? I ain't seen your ass in the Seven You still bustin motherfuckin shots at the reverand? Hell no I replied, elbows was applied til his monkey-ass pulled out the heat, step aside Letras de cancionesOh shit yo whassup whassup Yo son, yo, OH-oahh! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH Fuck you shoot him for man? He just asked you a question Fuck that, don't ask no questions in my shit Word is bond, I don't like that, yo word up Yo fuck them, yo fuck you Fuck that cat, word up Sean PEEEEEEEEEEEEE THIS, IS THE DIARY OF SEAN WIGGINZ RECOGNIZE, MOTHERFUCKER USE YOUR HEAD FOR MORE THAN A FUCKIN HATRACK PUNK MOTHERFUCKERS, WORD UP M-F-C, FOR LIFE! From Letras Mania