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Yeah, yeah, when I'm turnt this is just ain't all my music niggas hurt spin on the option They can't get a knowledge. Let me just show your work a real killer before got locked up on got a murder We spent that that's how that last pickup truck got niggas shirt. I fuck the drug dealers 50 balls in Cali I know the plug niggas. They know that two pockets back out

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Niggas hate act like bitches. I locked in with otf a dig rap for no image focus rap out lay that belt and he's telling niggas He robbed me fuck it. I'm gonna take it up. This little bitch gave me the drop of my

I just woke up made a place for 50k, smellin' like a pile of trolleys when I walk in BOA, everything claim Jane, like a bag of Frito Lake, old dude ain't make it off the scene, his ass is DOA, he ain't never sold a brick, he ain't never did a hit, he can't even post a pic, he ain't got no money for a fix, niggas broke and

I ain't wife of no bitch that got multiple bodies. It's over with. - How many, what do you mean multiple? - How would you know? - What do you mean by multiple? - The streets talk. - What do you mean by multiple? - The streets talk. - How many is multiple? - How many is multiple, right? Oh no, so he's saying, you mean bodies as in people that you know. - No, not even that I know. The streets talk, like I said,

I know a n***a who got they tanks, took 'bout they own homies Dig, rat, and post the rappers, but don't even post they own homies I n***a with the scammers and get high, but I make my own money I'm with this gang, sit down until I die, gotta keep my gun on He ain't making bro, them liars, look bro, don't take the liar man Who ain't like that? Ask your brother 'bout me, you a kid fam Rodney, Michael Drake, who that was that slid in?

Yeah, yeah, when I'm turnt this is just ain't all my music niggas hurt spin on the option They can't get a knowledge. Let me just show your work a real killer before got locked up on got a murder We spent that that's how that last pickup truck got niggas shirt. I fuck the drug dealers 50 balls in Cali I know the plug niggas. They know that two pockets back out

Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Niggas hate act like bitches. I locked in with otf a dig rap for no image focus rap out lay that belt and he's telling niggas He robbed me fuck it. I'm gonna take it up. This little bitch gave me the drop of my

I just woke up made a place for 50k, smellin' like a pile of trolleys when I walk in BOA, everything claim Jane, like a bag of Frito Lake, old dude ain't make it off the scene, his ass is DOA, he ain't never sold a brick, he ain't never did a hit, he can't even post a pic, he ain't got no money for a fix, niggas broke and

I ain't wife of no bitch that got multiple bodies. It's over with. - How many, what do you mean multiple? - How would you know? - What do you mean by multiple? - The streets talk. - What do you mean by multiple? - The streets talk. - How many is multiple? - How many is multiple, right? Oh no, so he's saying, you mean bodies as in people that you know. - No, not even that I know. The streets talk, like I said,

I know a n***a who got they tanks, took 'bout they own homies Dig, rat, and post the rappers, but don't even post they own homies I n***a with the scammers and get high, but I make my own money I'm with this gang, sit down until I die, gotta keep my gun on He ain't making bro, them liars, look bro, don't take the liar man Who ain't like that? Ask your brother 'bout me, you a kid fam Rodney, Michael Drake, who that was that slid in?