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Ratatata tec-9, thats what i be carryin
Suckas cannot mess with me, i'd love to see a funeral
Look up in my fruit of the loom, inside is my forty four
You might think i'm crazy but you cannot faze me
Ratatata tec-9, thats what i be carryin
Suckas cannot mess with me, i'd love to see a funeral
Look up in my fruit of the loom, inside is my forty four
You might think i'm crazy but you cannot faze me
Comin like a maniac, a homicidal lunatic
Hurts village, i’m from the gutter trick
Again it's the thinnest, the skinniest pimp ain’t backin' up
See sticks and stones can't break my bones, i'm skinny but dangerous
Comin like a maniac, a homicidal lunatic
Hurts village, i’m from the gutter trick
Again it's the thinnest, the skinniest pimp ain’t backin' up
See sticks and stones can't break my bones, i'm skinny but dangerous
Comin like a maniac, a homicidal lunatic
Hurts village, i’m from the gutter trick
Again it's the thinnest, the skinniest pimp ain’t backin' up
See sticks and stones can't break my bones, i'm skinny but dangerous
Ratatata tec-9, thats what i be carryin
Suckas cannot mess with me, i'd love to see a funeral
Look up in my fruit of the loom, inside is my forty four
You might think i'm crazy but you cannot faze me

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Иванов Данил Константинович

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