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[talking: C-Billz] C-Billz baby ok, I'm goin in YEA SHAWTY, SITTIN HIGH LIKE FACE LIFTS CHROME paint on da whip lookin like a space ship Where my countdown cause I'm bout ta blast off The shyt tha I'm spittin 'll leave ya stinkin like ya last lost J's on my feet same color as the white sox What you got to say boy I'm fresha than a crack rock My flow got a nigga on demand like comcast So far I bet u could'ntfind it with a compass The boy C-Billz got bank like chase Different color diamonds on me you couldn't tell my race Weak rappers need to cut it, like the hair on my face Ya know I'm running this game you can't stay at my pace The gold grill in my mouth got my teeth feeling stupid cold I got money coming daily, I'm somethin like a human toll [talking: C-Billz] Yea man, once again, C-Billz the "teen of g.I." Aus Songtexte Mania