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Three robbers forced their way into Kimberly's Jewelry today. They, they, they sprayed the guard with bear Repellent, then smashed the jewelry display cases. Employees at the store jumped into action. They threw a stool from the counter at the Robbers, and they grabbed pepper spray of their own. The thieves immediately turned, turned, Turned, turned- Thirty-eight, I bust a box. Give me top, just forty-five. Got a shotty and a MAC, so put the Pussies in a box. I got bags, expansion packs. I got keys to break the locks. All the rappers on my jock, and all the Birds love to macaque. Forty-eight, that's how I Been. That fuck you pay, need no Syntex. In kitchen, mix the whip. I tie dough with Just a clip. Since four, my tongue Anita. Have it all money, Gina. Flip that look like Jada Pinkett. I'm the pen, no fucking pita. They ain't ready for my brain. Want 'em scribbles? Make you wait. Big dog yeah, they heard my name. Plus I could cut the auto straight. Oh, so she gon' have a drink. Plus she have me on a tank. In the day, I'm common sense. And by the night, I'm Gucci Mane. Never drop that bitch a detox. Got my dick way up, few bucks. For my riders, bitch, I'm too fucked. She smell, don't smell that weed, rock. Know some girlboys, they turn Judas. Think I don't know? Look, I'm stupid. See me, we ride. enjoy your saint. Seen a fucking pussy The Trio did get away with merchandise estimated to be Twenty-five thousand dollars. Ooh, I do love a little verse. Something like this when it commence, commence, Commence, commence