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Yeah, we down here, right? I'll be back, if I was *** up my ass, probably did too long, but I'm just good, man. I ain't got two more years, man. *** over, man. *** up, man. Nigga, I shook the pain, nigga. I shook the pain, nigga. For a kid, I save it. Whip it again, whip it again. My lil' nigga shook the pain. Whip it again, whip it again. My lil' nigga shook the pain. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. Man, I miss my old friends. Kick a door, hit the floor. I came for your boyfriend. You don't wanna fuckin' smoke. It gon' be a war again. I told number Big Glocks, shoot you in your organs. My bitch flag hang on the right, and my bitch flag hang on the left. My bitch trippin', trippin', trippin'. She be trippin', trippin', trippin'. I can't wait to catch her off snippin'. It's that Shay John Rush, she's strippin'. I got niggas in the penitentiary. Nigga, they'll cut your finger. He ain't no gangbanger. If you don't know how to twist your finger. All these rap niggas gay. I'ma go out like Drake. I'ma gon' start slangin'. If you cool with the opp, you can try to run. These ran that nigga love to tell. You know I got good drugs for sale. You know these bitches love to play. You know these bitches love to tell. Whip it again, whip it again. My lil niggas shook the pen. Whip it again, whip it again. My lil niggas shook the pen. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. I'ma get in, fit the door. Don't want no fuckin' smoke. It gon' be a war again. I told number Big Glocks, shoot you in your organ. Why you pull me over? Cause you black. Why my auntie sprung? Cause it's cracked. Why you cut that *** off? Cause it's whack. I don't like when niggas stand behind my back. You wanna get hit with a mac? Yeah, I just caught another flat. This my third year going in. I'ma do another lap. I'ma do another slap. Be camped out there in California. Man, it terrify you before it's ***. For real, whip it again, whip it again. My lil niggas shook the pen. Whip it again, whip it again. My lil niggas shook the pen. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. Old friend, old friend. Man, I miss my old friends. I'ma get in, fit the door. Man, I miss my old friends. Kick a door, hit the floor. Big blocks, shoot you in your organ.

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