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Blame The City First Shot Last Call

This room has three walls and they're pretty fucking thin

This room has three walls and they're pretty fucking thin

f/ Baby Beech First Verse [SPM]: Hold up on the double, these boys want trouble They call me Flintstone and my homie is born Rubble Rebel, Devil, chase

s the truth. My wife has nothing to do with it. She won't hurt a worm. Not even a worm. Until I fired the first shot, then she opened her eyes. She

m the reason your dough goin' thin, Cause ya'll in the way, when I see nigga's I see bowlin' pins You can call me Mr. Do It First, oh you like that? I

yr hips You got scars on yr wrists And I'm wondering which you got done first We 3 ghosts, simple and shallow 3 shots and we're transparent And in the last

the reason your dough goin' thin, Cause ya'll in the way, when I see nigga's I see bowlin' pins You can call me Mr. Do It First, oh you like that? I