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turn your radio down

V5.5

I can hear your shit from a block away, your music sucks and I think you're gay, do the world a favor and hit the mute, no game you got just a fake gold tooth, no girl to boot your car breaks down, no cash in hand you're just a clown, roll your windows up stop being loud I'll tell you once Stop Chimping out.(Niggas be like)... I got them gold chains, and all those gang things , my car is really loud, I'm feeling hella proud, my jewelry total fake, no job or cash I make, on that food stamp life no girl no house no wife. You blast that bass yo look at me , got crack and weed in the backseat, a hoe up front for eye candy, and broken teeth from fights in streets. Where's your pride and why you like this, have some manners go and mute your ride bitch. Your shit don't slap and your bass is broken that ain't even weed that your smoking, calm down dude I see your fuming I write my stuff when I am brooding, a bitter Lion becomes my mood swing in total darkness you can see my moon ring, I got them gold chains, and all those gang things , my car is really loud, I'm feeling hella proud, my jewelry total fake, no job or cash I make, on that food stamp life no girl no house no wife. pulled into a major drive thru, feeling kinda hungry gonna order some food, but I can't hear the guy because your totally rude, blaring on your speakers like you're some deaf dude, bouncing in your car like a kangaroo, no class no brains they've turned to stew. Yeah your shit is loud and the trunk does rattle, your bolts and screws get lost in battle, one by one mile by mile your ride falls apart and that makes me smile.(Stop Chimping out) I got them gold chains, and all those gang things , my car is really loud, I'm feeling hella proud, my jewelry total fake, no job or cash I make, on that food stamp life no girl no house no wife. Do us all a favor... Turn your shit down. .... Noone wants to hear that shit. .. Jesus Fucking Christ..(Stop Chimping out)