D.I.Y. Gangsta (T.R.E.A.M.) lyrics by Wingnut Dishwashers Union. if you ride bikes in baltimore than you a soldia' if you run a distro then you a hustla' five...
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if you ride bikes in baltimore than you a soldia'
if you run a distro then you a hustla'
five bucks at a time
reaching for that paper
shit son
now that's gangsta'
i got a fat chain it goes around my bike
the cops are hasslin' me
but not too bad 'cause I'm white
and i don't call women bitches!
now that's not very nice
seriously guys, that's just... really not that nice
trash rules everything around me
T.R.E.A.M. cause I'm hungry
gotta gotta eat ya'll
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