poem about gangster

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Changu and skinni mini

The smell of alcohol reeks,
The creepy doors creak,
And then i saw you walk by,
That face of yours, i would die.

Seeing you rap,
It makes me hold my crap,
I want to brag about you.
but you are not mine yet.

Saw you with nose model,
I bet you he can't yodel.
He may have a better nose,
but let's agree that i got a lotta hoes.

I will cut off all my side chicks,
Because you are my best pick.
Please don't block me on whatsapp
I always want to know whats up

Written by Acturi

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