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Ny Streets

I wish to be out on the streets tearing up the pavement My speed too fast and furious for your soul My moves you gotta step up to keep up I'll take you down I'm not fronting boys I got my NY homies watching my back Tiny and compact with a powerful step Watch me go by you'll taste the heat

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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