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GOLDteef is who we be Runnin' the streets of Matta-P Run other playas off the road Our blades is red and our teef is GOLD Our six fo' got the candy paint Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint I got bitches, I got hoes GOLDteef's the best, everyone knows We got skills and throwback jerseys Joel's fingers look like black turdsies Our six fo' got the candy paint Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint Rep up the corner wherever we go Jock the bitches and slap the hoes Don't step with us or we'll take your bitch Don't step with us you mother fuckin' snitch Our six fo' got the candy paint Our rhymes is so ill, they make you faint From Letras Mania