| Love for 'em all
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| Bossed up and gave a few bonds to my dawgs (Bonds to my dawgs)
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| Fuck the jail system, man, fuck the four walls
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| I feel like 2Pac, above all the law (Yeah)
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| I pour a quick Dew up and let it dissolve
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| 1017 Guwop, Backwoods look like logs
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| Pull out that trench blazer, the end and the fall
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| The web full of haters and internet blogs (The web full of haters and internet
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| blogs)
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| I’m way out in Greece, ain’t receivin' no calls
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| He disrespect, chop off his head with a saw (Chop it off)
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| You look out 'cause you think a blessing involved
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| Ain’t none of these cheap, Chrome Hearts on my drawers
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| She kissed on my cheek, I dug in her jaws
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| Don’t get on your knees, you ain’t toppin' it off
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| You niggas police and be tellin' it all
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| This ain’t no motherfuckin' gimmick (Gimmick)
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| Win or lose, this ain’t no scrimmage (Scrimmage)
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| Balmain my shoes and my fitted (Damn)
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| Damn you fuckboys and you critics (Damn you fuckboys)
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| Got the trap jumpin' like crickets (Crickets)
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| Lambo' truck look like it’s kitted (Kitted)
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| Load it up, hit the block, spin it (Load it up)
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| Loyal to my dawgs, we committed ('Mitted) |