You know exactly what I'm talking about
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
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Made the street crack, master feedback Allah masters the beat back The crowd look, while the stage shook Craftsmen had his head severed
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I set it relatively high for those on a panel CD with the durable, long-life cover
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Filled with pain, niggaz reign
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew I'm gonna crash your crew
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I'm gonna crash your crew