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Nov 2014
Walk in the room everyone knows your the guy
Dudes thank you Kool but your just tryna get by
Women wanna ***** but you barely got the time
Making money quick knowin he has a plan
Used to burn daily not just Benjamin's in his hand
Rarely leaves home but works always boomin
Who woulda known one day the cops would come shootin
Stray bullet hit his son neck
Now it's on now mr,gold had shooters and choppers on deck
Feelin like scarf ace shootin coppers down
Bullets bust his head my.golds down
City's cold now police patrol now
Dudes fighting for control now
Moon sun mars
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Moon sun mars  Peoria
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