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Gotcha (crooks!!) Must be out your god damn mind (non stop action!!) Thinking you gonna stop us (you cant stop the crooks!!) Cause we got the crooks (crooks!!) here (here!!) all (all!!) year (year!!) Gotcha!! [Suede] Yo cracking out the sky rainbow six mobile bubble gum Hitting Harlem handles as it drizzles in my chocolate bum Smoking Sacramento with my doja blowing out the leaves Kansas City special on the side crooked autos ??? [Cheeba] Yo hand specialties retro revolvers Toros raging bull raging hornet Sweet scarlet tough guy squeal when he's cornered Hasn't any arms any armor [Suede] A mercury window might give you whiplash Mademoiselle a carousel practicing witchcraft Electric acid or Kodak matches a hazard Sasperrella jazz magic meander panda upon a savage Amazing prototype Dolomite satellite my might In flight might ship shift on your two vivid nights Left some stretched arm along pawn sexed on Hopscotch moon rocks lavender pony capricorn [Cheeba] Grand Theft Auto supremacy broads out the car Lo Unload exhaust out the Quattro Just in case the pigs come in range and the cotch blow A little painless stainless steel Gotcha!! (We need crooks on deck!!) Must be out your god damn mind (tell me what bank is next!!) Thinking you gonna stop us (here we go!!) Cause we got the crooks


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