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4D Sports Driving

ya area the ball carrier gon get popped If I?m comin ?round the block the in swing drive gets stopped He gon drop like a flop On the court I love sports

criminal courts Criminal thoughts, these streets wit' killas to sport This is Mafia music to murder you wit', inserted the clips Drive-bys, on convertible whips, the verdict is this 4

get out of the drive-in resturant without being maimed There was a sporting event taking place at the traffic light Remember, with all of two characters Mr. Businessman who drove a 4

who can't fail, she is i-n-d oh shit you can't spell... while you was schemin on gettin rich and shit and bought more cuz that louis bag i bought ya can't drive

my CMF Anthem (Worddd) We fresssh, we got all 4 season, Winter, Spring, Autumn & Summer, Watchin' all them pimps drivin' around in their Hummers, we also play, all for sports

niggas be marchin in the land camp Bitch we ghetto soldiers, the streets is what made us! No lve's, no mre's But we kill our enemies, and drive humvees

they exposin the G-String Say they panties got wet, the first time that they peeped me I ain't no hoe, I sip 4's, get throwed and watch sports Swangin

MC's bring the delicacies We got one DJ Bringin' the delicacies Smooth on the cut And guaranteed To amaze ya' DJ T-Bone Straight from Malaysia Verse 4

the motherfuckin world, nigga Recognize this [Time Bomb] Now in my younger days I used to sport a rag Backpack full of cans plus a four-four mag G'd