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211 (da Bank)
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at da bank with my tech nine
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a dirty south rapper with hardcore and death metal influences
WHATS UP? I'M HEDLESS I DONT DRINK, I DONT SMOKE, I DONT DO DRUGS, IM A RAPPER, IM A SCREAMER LOL NO HOMO, I LOVE MAKING MUSIC, DOWNLOAD MY MUSIC, PUT IT ON YOUR IPOD OR ZUNE OR MP3 DEVICE... AND I'LL LOVE U FOREVER :D
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Bass Rap
Charts
Peak #1,329
Peak in subgenre #36
Author
HeDLesS
Rights
2003
Uploaded
March 14, 2004
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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At tha bank wit my Tech 9 at ya spine where i got mine pull da trigger once or twice now im guilty of a crime me and my homies at da bank throwin 9's up at ya skank robbin da place to buy some dank leave and be sippin on some drank you and all ya folk get ganked shot up wit a army tank burnin gun holes really stank the bullets in these guns aint blank rob from da rich to give poor and ho im waitin at ya door steal from you to give to me da hedless boy from IDB in da basement leave ya face in constant shock wonderin how a guy like me can rob ya block its easy since i shot your cops i popped your tops, and blocked your watch, cocked my fo, and copped your scotch drank it up, got real buck, now im grabbin on my crotch i am drunk i blast my tech pop a couple in ya neck blood is soakin up my deck gimme da money ho, cut my check At tha bank wit my Tech 9 at ya spine where i got mine pull da trigger once or twice now im guilty of a crime at da bank i'm killin hoes blowin heads with 44's poppin tops, i pop no doze poppin x, gimme 4 uv doze sellin snawt, im slangin blow all dat snow is bangin bow blast off fo, what u thank u know popped in da neck, head hangin low bullet holes in your fubu giant slugs i push through you turn and twist and come on out thats what u call a through and through say wrong words or even move fill you up with bullet wounds if you knew what i would do if you, messed with me you fool i would kill you in a second leave you bloody on da pavement in your skull i leave a dent and it costs not 1 red cent take your money when you die you cant hear your family cry when they see your blood red eyes they sad, cuz they didnt say goodbye At tha bank wit my Tech 9 at ya spine where i got mine pull da trigger once or twice now im guilty of a crime
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