"...Can't afford that pop the bottle shit/But I got my locks hot/So I'm steady pop and lockin'/Got the party poppin'/Got your head bobbin'/Can't even stop it/Lovin' the way I rock it/And the rhymes I'm droppin'/They so shockin'/Sometimes I just tell the medik, yo stop it (Aight)/Dat's hot right/Bring it back/You chillin' with a black top cat/Don't know if I'm a king/But I'm a different type of jack/No need for the gat/Stay strapped with the raps/If you know me then you know I stay relaxed..."
Til next time
-D-Lock
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