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Yo, when you stepped in an' peeped the A.Q, back in the day, I said, damn, that shit is hard. Ain't nobody called out Linux Zealot an' slapped his shit down like that befo'.
Now what up with this new shit, G? You all, "I got mad posse," an' "my board o' dee-rectahs gonna write yo' shit out." Damn. That shit is weak, yo. I thought yo' ass was strong.
Shit.
Don't give a damn if y'all think you straight up pulp, o' th' realest deal that evah had t' steal-- Come time to throw down, you just repeat whatevah yo' damn Supreme Court unseat, an' check it-- yo ass gonna meet with some teeth, yo.
Yeah, you think a Limo at the do' an' red carpet on the flo' gonna keep a thug out, ain't gonna take yo' mug out?
Keep dreamin'.
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