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64s and switches, alota bad bitches. salute to all my niggas, and my grave diggers to many problems, i had to hire me some retired killers for a big bag of dead presidents, work get done with no feelings. in ya the spot yeah we chilling. smoking and drug dealing pardon my pimpin, and the dates coming for my women. cant send em out, cause i had on come up missing. staying ten toes down, cause you know im from the trenches. glocks with extensions, sent from a place where its a time difference just beat a life sentence, cant buy time with theses riches. pass the dutch, you hogging like hippies. call me sirus, i got felons hi who con niggas. got em looking like whats wrong with em. rock ravival, triple stich in my denim.
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