put up
put up all my glocks to the sky. yes im fred you will die. hey hey.hey.shot up all the way. guns gonna blow up feds gonna show up. boy how did you come from the low up.music writer how.dont wrry bout it now. blood down your leg drip drip. auntomatics hit the floor sick sick.1 click 2 click 3 click 4 now watch as my bullets soar.
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