12th Grade
1400Casper
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This cell phone video shows federal agents about to unload a remarkable find 3,200 pounds of cocaine, 1.6 tons with a street value of 77 million dollars It was hidden in a shipping container of dried fruit At the Port Authority of New York and New Jersey When scans revealed something suspicious And a closer look turned up white powder in 60 packages T-t-twelfth grade, selling cocaine cut with propane Smells great, tellin' no names, that's a closed case Well payed, go my own Pace, in the slow lane Hell's Gates feeling no pain like that Procaine Self raised, that's a no brain like I'm Cobain Self made, cuz I sold 'cane for yo' nose pain Felt great when that ho paid, gave her no change X Games, got my own chain it's going both ways West Gate, where I sold eighths playing no games Next grade, in my own lane, rocking both chains Sex great, from yo' ho face, give her throat pain Next grade, know these hoes lame they get no pay Twelfth grade, selling cocaine cut with propane Smells great, tellin' no names, that's a closed case Well payed, go my own Pace, in the slow lane Hell's Gates feeling no pain like that Procaine Shell flames, takin' no aim, let the scope bang 12 came for that whole thing they got no case Del Ray, know that ho fake, f*ck that ho face Sell chains, told my bro wait there ain't no way Wealth pays, when there's no weight there ain't no gain Chest pains, so I smoke eighths just to go sane Death rays, there's a slope change in this blow game Dead weight, like the closed gates on a slow train Stress aches, smokin' low strains, I'm smokin' Ghostface Checkmate, played the whole game like a slow race Cell bang, want some cocaine fo' it's closed late Best plates, Ghostface and Bubba I got both strains Textplates, foreign cocaine like that Lo Mein Best pay fo' I go ape, got that coke rage Head draped with some froze chains like I'm GLO GANG Head cranked from that close range, let that fo' bang Twelfth grade, selling cocaine cut with propane Smells great, tellin' no names, that's a closed case Well payed, go my own Pace, in the slow lane Hell's Gates feeling no pain like that Procaine Net weight of the whole plate, like a lone rate Red face from your own gang, actin' so brave Red ace, take the whole bank, I do no trades Red face from the snow day to the whole brain Head ache from the nose pain, got some bone aches Chest-plate, know you won' safe when I blow rage Headspace in my own lane I got no shame Next phase, boutta upgrade like a probate Catch fakes, put you in your own grave it's so late Ted Bates, way he wrote names, know that ho fake Twelfth grade, selling cocaine cut with propane Smells great, tellin' no names, that's a closed case Well payed, go my own Pace, in the slow lane Hell's Gates feeling no pain like that Procaine Twelfth grade, selling cocaine cut with propane Smells great, tellin' no names, that's a closed case Well payed, go my own Pace, in the slow lane Hell's Gates feeling no pain like that Procaine
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