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Coolin' on Quindaro in a Chev on gold
You can tell that K Town was his home
More paper than the rest of the DBoys
So he kept a Glock passenger seat boy
And all he served was heroin
First name Pat, last name Ron
Had two bros named Don and Julio Don had the Mac Julio a gleeko
They sold boy down on Fifth and Belvedere
Watching for the jack boy they called Everclear
Ron had a lady friend named Moet
She hustled too, and she drove a new Corvette
You couldn't tell that Moet sold dope though
Cause she had hair salon for a front store
Don and Julio was on the alert
They heard Everclear lurkin' tryna steal the merch
And he riding with a nigga named Paul Masson
Paul Masson had some old funk with Pat Ron
They tried to pull a back door, but it went left
Julio had the ups and Paul got wet Officer McCormick got word on the homi
He was a dirty cop along with Officer Rossi
They robbed these spots all throughout the city
And they been waitin' to catch Pat Ron slippin
Wonder how Kansas City got so much juice
It was 187 poof check it out

The two dirty cops been scoping the spot
Not knowing that the feds been scoping them out
They rushed the door to go and jack up Pat Ron
Feds cuffed them sent them up, FCI in Milan
Ron slipped on that one but word on the block
Everclear lost Paul, he wanted get back
He called Moet, and he asked for Cristal
Cristal a sex you up and murk you off
With a smile
Her and Rose, them two chicks don't play
Cash on Everclear head, they tryna get paid
Three kicks was the price contract in
Niggas heard across town, and they wanted in
Some dude named Louis XIII, Bel Air Click
Johnny Walker, Perrier, they wanted them bricks
This guy named O.G. Kush had the ups on him
He caught Everclear lackin' and put the smoke on him
Wonder how Kansas City got so much juice
It was 187, poof, check it out



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Writer(s): Charvez Johnson
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