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Gerber Food

You shouldn't feel the need to entertain these fake crooks~shrugs ~not at all a thugs- through the book~ pealed thugs vs Original Gangsta-
50¢ said it better (Wanksta's)
u lived in these streets, u know how to be discreet~ talking thru blurred lines
Send them baby doll thugs back to training that ties them to their crimes~they failed~either their dead, still trying~ lying~buying~ fake crying~ music boosting their manhood~meaning they ain't no dam good for Any Hood.
Food for thought~ Let them eat out of Gerber baby food jars!
(Baby Thug Gangstas)
They get Heart from the bar!
This is where we Start!

Hood airlines for everybody's crimes you know the ones they commit because you did the same two...
At a different YEAR in time
Leave them wannabes in line!
When they make it to the front for their interview..
@ X~Men United

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