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My Milkshake Brings all the Blokes to the Hills
Yo Yo Homies,
Beatches be whinging nahh ride wuz called, so Eddydawg decides ta man up & page one in muh motha crib, da Perf Hills Only 6 other dawgs fink dey cool enough so it's on. muh motha new fully sic bike iz blinged out & popping like uh gansta neighbourhood. dat's why ah be waitin' at all da corners fo' da slow ones. Cleanman iz first ta go down, pinged it up uh hill, throttle jams on like an uzi trigger in da hood & down he goes ag'in makin' uh man gots ta wait at da corner. nahh biggies. Dey slowly catch da Eddyster who be taking off ag'in but goin' so fast da cats git lost so iz be waitin' agin. Finally git they shiz together & find me. Around da old stomping ground wif some bitchin trails, wicked hillz & uh bit o' mud. dere be other dawgs out dere riding so seeing as ah'm doin' sic tricks up da front ah take uh new route ta avoid da enemy. Onto some mo' wicked single but lack o' rain make it dusty still. On da next hill, da young pup couldn't make it so his old man has ta do it fo' him. It's getting close ta tyme fo' Tommy ta meet his gang fo' da overnight party so it's back ta da cars & all ova. Thanks ta muh motha dawgs fo' uh pimp-tight ride, but git yo' skillz together if'n you wants ta keep up wif me next tyme. Peace Out! what 'chew thinkin' man?            |
