User:Jquintero

'''Tha Hood Done Made Me Cold So My Hart Done Froze, And My Hip On Hold, Homie I Make Ya Fold! -JON Q'''

'''Pound fa pound I love tha down, and you can clown but ya know that I own tha crown. I love ta fight, I love tha drama, love when my bitch get ta cussin' out ya mamma!- Obie Trice

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