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Pab Moob

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So, we got black foes, when you black, the po' Don't wanna, fuck around, they on yo' back, could go Blast at your black Timbs and pistols, bro Them pistols go, "Bratt!", where your sister go And I'm not 'posed to pressure these pussies Playin' to pressure, comin' My obsession, no recollection, I'm drillin', homie I'm not chillin', they steady drillin' the children, homie And you don't get it? They tryna make us the villain, B Be reckless, any move, be reckless Be reckless, any move, be reckless Be reckless, any move, be reckless Don't get it bent, boy, don't get it bent Be reckless, any move, be reckless Be reckless, any move, be reckless Be reckless, any move, be reckless Don't get it bent, boy, don't get it bent Aye Zay you suck Heh I've been sober This a memory Is it still "The Fall"? Is it still? It's my season, it's my season forever