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アーティスト:C-Bo  アルバム:Til My Casket Drops 

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[Verse 1: C-Bo] My first name is Smith, my last name is Wesson, But in yo hood I'm known as 357, Have yo neighborhood punk quick to shoot a man, An have Clark Kent thinkin that he's superman, Wit six in the cylinders chambers, I'm the cup of curs that got ya Feelin like the ultimate banger, But some fools misuse my abilities, doin drive-by shootin everything They see, I'm quick to cap it in yo life if you tempt me, Playin Russian ruelet but is the cylinder empty, Fully loaded fool, you shouldn't have been trippin, Then you wouldn't be holdin yo head in yo hands to keep yo brains from Drippin, I'm a lethal weapon registered in everythang, Used by the police, dope dealers an yo local gang, I'm the hardest mutha fucka alive, right in front of yo eyes, kill any Man wit the quickness now who the fuck am I? [Chorus] I'm Mr. Tre-five-seven, quick to peel a cap, I'm yo friend to the end, you know I got yo back, I'm known to every trigga finga so everytime you squeeze, I'm kick out so much heat I'm bringin he-man to his knees, I'm Mr. Tre-five-seven, fool you know me, I'm the reason why yo punk ass got locked up for that murder bee, Cuz after all I'm only a gun, an a gun ain't got no love, Remember that when you fill me up wit them hollow point slugs. [Verse 2: C-BO] Mr. Tre-five-seven, I send that ass to heaven, Quick to murder mutha fuckaz, an quick to pull 211's,


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