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[Abacab niggah]

Woke up quick at about noon
Just thought that I had to be in SolB soon
I gotta get buffed before the day begins
Before the forum starts bitchin' about my friends

About to go and damn near got banned
Young *****z on the block throwin' up screen shots
I went in the zone to get the /who list
With a bard on my side twistin' and levin'
I bailed outside and I unequipped my weapon
Just as I thought the fools kept sockin'
I jumped in the fro' hit the jboots on my ride
I got front and back, side to side
Then I let the drama play I was intimidating’ new shit by Sol A
It was "LOL" at the top of the list
Then I /ooc my own shit, it went somethin' like this:

Trainin’ down to freeti in my Rogue woah'
Sockin' the bitches, slappin’ the ho's
I went to the bats to get the stun
AFKers out there cold shootin' some FRAPS

A GM pulls up, who can it be?
A fresh El Cyrius, rollin' DA/IB
He sends tells to my window and he starts to say
It's all about takin' that SS proof okay?

Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard
Come talkin’ that trash and we'll train your raid
Knowin’ nothin' in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit

Bored as hell and I wanna get ill
So I go to a place where my homeboys chill
Raren's out there, tryin’ to make that dollah
I pulled up with my level 1 ballah
Greeted with a sow and I start thinkin
And from the zoneline my SEQ starts blinkin '
I gotta get my train to rock that party
Before I left I hit Rhinna's body

Pulled to the house, get her out of the pad
And the tunnel said something to make me mad
They said somethin' that I couldn't believe
So I grabbed that KOS shit while they're trading that green
Started talkin' shit, wouldn't you know?
I reached back like a pimp and I slapped the troll
And the GM stood up and he started to shout
So I threw a on a proxy and trained his ol' ass out

Cuz the boyz n tha hood are always hard
Come talkin’ that trash and we'll train your raid
Knowin’ nothin’ in life but to be legit
Don't quote me boy, I ain't said shit

Punk-ass griefin', but it's alright
Homey scored a sow, he's gonna fly
Punk-ass grief