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I got my dawg
I gets my off
Oxy heroine

I got my dawg
make me chop him off
Chop chop chop knock him off

1]
Blood on the death in the air
Birds on the ground pistols
in the eyes babies always cry
Papa never home fuck it we all
get rich ?????
Grab me the beaker i'll the white
Heat up the drop it in pot
Baking soda and ??? it rock
Get you a saucer the go chop
Get you a and invest in a block
Set up ya dare em to ?pop?
Fuck ?by da cop his ass shot ya?

2]
Satan in your soul let it control
Oxy cotin fiends keep the low
Let the pill inhale exhale it slow
Let yo heart drop ya to the floor
I gets the dough I hustle
ain't got shit on moi
Green 80s fo sure
like what im talkin bout
You know im talkin bout
No or nothiin
Just heroines cousin mufflers out

3]
Only lords
And only time'll
Will I got to
Or will I in hell
Music in my
Vibratin my spine
to my heart
Shoulda here from the start
Now I get breath my audio (??????????)
You know I talkin a xanny bro
(nigga we on it be up by the mornin)
You a new bitch wearin panties tho
(threw out my line)Fish up fo sho
(nigga we eatin ya) Ox to
(put my big boy in her)
There she blows higher controlin her hustle
Keep goin she shittin on niggas excuse all our
after boss ???? like we ballin we here for the moment
(We gettin this cash) My ??? be imported my bitch be
My grind get distorted life get deported
Ch-ch-ch-ch-choppers
Loosin my while recordin on