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Finna rap to this bitch and drop it Finna tap on this Nigga pockets What it is, what it used to be nigga ain't nun change Why you acting cool wit me Nigga you not the gang Walking from the Trunk wit some 30's yeah that was me 60 months on papers Im telling You that was easy I ain't let no Nigga trick me or try sneak me Coming to stu wit yo bitch & she trynna eat me Don't know if I want the white gold or the solid Shooting shots knocking out the light Poles eating Sonic Knock a nigga out fight mode like wilder Dickin bad bitches cause the nice hoes childish Love fast whips cause the back seat crowded Ig crowded Distro crowded OG's f*ck wit me we eye to eye in power Real ones die once all extras for the cowards Take me to the A f*ck it swing me out to broward Finna shoot to Cali f*ck it put me on the flower F*ck a snot Baby she still love me like my momma eating dinner wit the label heads Feeding Niggas problems
Sanatçı: Jair
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