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Nigga's say they that beef
came in, strapped up
Lame niggers up
your back up
Better for backup
Act
BZ got my back
in
Nigga a navy seal
Keep it
Niggers I'm up in field
Like a fucking man
Guns came Pakistan
We came from
Giving niggers bag
nigga's like bitches
We all sitting up twenty
And I on twenty eight
Life is
And it may
Eat the
I
Take you any day
Never a fuck
my cake up
up
up
Nigger I
With that fucking hating
Fuck

But I'm a lip
Twenty's
Got my money on my
I'm out of
So fly
Need some fucking land to

Agoff Is the fucking man in
gave a fuck about the next man
Nigger I'm the man
I'm the hit man
Leaning on
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See I
Got a A
Get my all day
my nigger TAZ
Ain't no motherfucking
Rhymes for two time
That's may
Weed on the
Still just to eat
with me you defeat
Never see me on the
I get hit some get murdered
Get some murder
It's real shit
Killer
you up I'm real as shit
Pull you eyes
Out face
You be shit
I give a fuck
Smoke drone
Passed row
want to fuck some more
She off blow
a hoe
She going to me at the party
the
T some records in the
And we not up here to
Just a bitch
out
Niggers out mad about
Us out you just a fag out, a fag out
Pull you out
Bet it's
Have a
ass nigger
Can't get
Cause his fucking stink
on where these hoes at
Nigger the drones at
You ain't bitch
Where fly fresh clothes at?
You, broke rat
like a broke bitch
We going to some weed nigger
We don't up rich
new
Feeling
new
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new
Killer
new

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Hoe that new
New hoe
new
Ocean

Ben D
Fen D

Bitches want to me
me
me
Cocaine on my
Yeah she going to it up
Suck on his dick
going to get it up
you
you
But I never you
Yeah it's a clipping
Blood, cuts and raw
young Jesus
Niggers know ether
Add X on the front
Bitch Tisa
slide you Visa
Yeah I'm ether
Yeah I'm in the clouds uh
But you see the cloud and the
Sun of George
Good a grill good a
Yeah we be
Yeah I'm guy too
Yeah call me View
your bitch went
She in
To my
Yeah it's the teeth click
SODMG
Meet Boy
We be getting to
Soulja, Soulja, Tisa, tat a

I'm his
I'm a her
Yeah, I do this
Gang
Ocean
What the fuck you to do?
Bitch that cocaine
Yeah goddamn I got a space
Man a fucking disgrace
Came in first
Young Dre MCM
I got hit
Money in my

in my wallet
Treat you like a
Hang you on fucking wall
Death is what up a drone
So I won't pick up her
day I fucking ball
And I'm pictures
Of fucking wall
Soulja Boy
Met my
fantastic
Fuck body
your body
Of in
I'm boy
nothing
I'm on a lama
All day clear with the drum bro
They don't their drama
they ride around with tats on them
Tisa Gang, Gang
We'll them
I don't to harm them
But I knock his of his shoulder bro
Nigger catch an
Nigger catch a peak
Riding my hood
Yeah you think it's the coast
Fucking the west coast
Hit his man girl with the throw
Goddamn this Tisa gang
Ocean
Came out the water for the action
Nigger talk shit
I'm going to get it in
This is like a
I'm about my
Twenty two
We ain't shit
Bro we it
Everywhere we hit the
All that fucking we spent
is staring
Ocean Gang, Gang
All up in
Goddamn don't give me
Bitch I'm Karl Lager
Swaging with fifty clip
Talking on that ship
Punch you in fucking lip
Oh god
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