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Goodrich


COOL BEANS,
No one knows what it means.
BISSEL!
Goodrich fly like a missle.
What you think this is a cafeteria,
Well it's not!
Damn kids annoying me,
Give me some pot.
Smokers corner is where it's at,
Bring my pet rat.
DALUM!
Nigga be as straight as a column.
Goin home now, 
Feelin real good,
Goin to my home, 
Straight in the hood.
 

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