High Performance Automotive shop specializing in late model domestics.
Word out. Cash, food, everything around me. Queen, get the money. Here we go, check this shit. I grew up on the crime side, the New York time side. Staying alive was no job. At second hands, moans bounced on old men. So then we moved to Shalyn Land. A young dude, they're rockin' the go-to. Low goose, only way I begin the G York was drug-loon. Unless started And that one, pullin' out gas before me. But it was just a dream for the team. It was a feat. Started smokin' rules at 16. We're running up in gates and doin' it's by our state. Making my way on five skates. The question I was feed for cracks and weed. The combination made my eyes bleed. The question I would flow up and try to get the door. Sinking the white boys on war pour.
