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Hemp stash, make you out Can smell that in the air when the bag out Lemon or the OCB or the woods, no Strippers in the Choppin' up lines, I'm just tryna get Fresh cut why, need me a light 2 dabs, now I missed my flight Real smokers wait 'til October Cut my crop in a new Range 2 new strains, it's game over 20 fuckin' years, not a day sober I'm a cutthroat from the way I do my thing the Bay to LA I got 2 and they both gon' pay The smoke flow out when I open the
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I'm a Mac like Dre, I like J Bet you never no grow like that Wedding or the Sundae? My trap phone keep on ringin' it's Monday 100 thou', wow Checked on my room, lay the wet towel I told her I'ma turn I brought big flavours, 'bout to burn it I'm a Frisco cat, the champagne back Same black gate where had her name at there on 8th where the hippies lay at 4KP, yeah they really pay Still out, ain't much changed Pull the out just to stunt on lanes new cuts, we don't make up names Kingpin shit, yeah we run the game, it's
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