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He said f*ck my dead homie so i made his ass meet him another opps down so I guess We hitting ruth chris Young with a foreign and bag who could do this yea i thought so bitch no deal no Handout never needed one fake friend and a snake i don't f*ck with either one devil in My ear almost sold my soul to him but yo bitch beat him to it looking in mirror like chapo You The realist if you ain't from the slums you ain't never gonna feel this is levels to this shit Rolex on wrist amg benz you ain't never seen this bitch is levels Big drum in this room rock and roll hit him up with these metals Big bank uchies on the floor niggas know i got several and i just flu flammed a Opp check the score yes i know is incredible evil thoughts hit him up yellow tape now They Looking for some medical bitch we foreign whips that you niggas dream about woofing On the Net just come see what we about cookie pack new leaf he was asking for the clout yea i Am Not one of them bullet proof yea that's smooth auto aiming at his head hundiddy chop Bitch we gonna Put him in that bed he was talking to the feds so we left him trippie red
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