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    "Geno's Dead"  Parental Advisorygenre: General Comedy
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    is it true? did geno die? find out. listen to the details in this new mp3.com exclusive solo track from FAT Frankie! get it now before supplies run out.
    CD: where da hoes at?   Label: Fat Ass gin & Juice
    Credits: Fat Frankie

    Story Behind the Song
    ok it was a dream, more like a nightmare!

    Lyrics
    this man is all alone
    i have no bitches to bone
    i just wanna go home
    but damn this life is tuff
    i've been smoken crack n snuff
    never realized that i would
    lose my closet homey
    ohh his sister oh how she use to blow me!

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    now your dead never gonna be back again
    and im all alone wishing you were home
    homey why did you hafta die?
    right after the tyson fight?
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    lookin back at da ol' nay-ba hood
    shop mart where i gots all goods
    saw my friends ghost there
    as i was eatin some toast bare
    contemplatin all da things we done
    the tag teams on denise richerdson
    feelin good about the good old days
    the crack houses and the police raids
    the ends of the months when we gets paid and gets laid

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    now your dead never gonna be back again
    and im all alone wishing you were home
    homey why did you hafta die?
    right after the tyson fight?
    geeennnnooooo
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    remembered the time we beat up tiny tim
    stole his crutch and bruised his ribs
    but not as much fun as pimpin that church
    all those good lookin nuns we stripped searched
    those days seem so far away now that your gone away
    those two white boys that kapped ya are gonna pay
    i hope that we can meet again some day
    sorry about pimpin your momma
    she always got well paid
    your friend till my end frankie

    whyy did you die?
    why did you go away
    geno i need my geno

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    now your dead never gonna be back again
    and im all alone wishing you were home
    homey why did you hafta die?
    right after the tyson fight?
    it was a set up
    those bastards a gonna pay
    white boys are gonna die
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    genoooo

    (nigga get off that couch your dreamin get up
    get out the house get up)

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