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You’re a good women, but you cant understand why it seems like you aint never gonna find yourself a good man. -Kim Campos
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Brothers is wack by popular demand. Chasin fame and girls livin they life on cruise control but tell me, what do it profit a man to gain a whole world livin trife but then lose his soul? I’m here to wake my peoples up from they dreamin, kill every demon and snakes that make even feds steamin even though my chains gleamin man. My life aint trouble-free when i keep myself with the K-C.
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A day in the life rollin 213 crip.
And i’ve been in this rap shit and i aint rap bout shit.
When i rap about the hood ya know i rap about something good
Always hittin the good, i see you wanna play with the playa from the hood.
Come holla that, you gotta like that and matter of fact i gotta hater.
And these sucka is a faker, trippin with the bitches walkin like a switches. -KIM CAMPOS
Lakers are for Lovers. Once Lakers always Lakers.
“I aint scared with death, but i dont wanna die yet.”
This is the itty bitty people from the city they call KL. And y’all know we do our thang so well.
“I dont wanna be a superstar, but i’m growing weed up in my car.”
I remember what my daddy showed me told me game recognize game and stay true to what ya do and dont be ashamed. I got all my game from him. Sometimes i have to wonder, how i keep from goin under i’m a cold muthafucker i fall to my knees and thank God before i do my thang. I dont know why but i love to gangbang. See life aint nuthin but a twist in anyway bitch. Anyway, you can say what you wanna say. Just dont get in my way. Cuz this my life from tha KL streets do it in Cali-way.
