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Blood stains on my clothes from falling bros he's hobbin' while his body going cold on hardway flow just another ghetto 24
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Yeah down lock jar from yeah got from rando that coachilla we go hard she want a men just for the thrill of it all
Tired of these tryna bond you a begga bond go read the bible of the garran
Since you got time ceary and bal van
House for clothes
But nobody knows I'm walking around with yellow gold
See a really own stones still stuck in this hell hoe
24 got
Ghetto 24
You got the world
Got
If it's metal mine the stars align
All I need
Every yellow twenty pound
Got the power ghetto got got
Never can't apologizecause I love what I lie yeah
Twenty dollars agram and the plastic bag back in high school was everlasting
Never get blasted in the bathroom at the grammys
I eating fried chicken with chopsticks watch this I pop like red
Glock glock thick endsquaap flippin
It don't matter if the clock tick I'm not trippin
'cause my watch glisten
Yeah ghetto tales over yellow tale it never fails the parallel para wellder
It's unreal can't tell who
Cop cars and was in backyards my mama's a black queen and da fiend at me
Y need yeah ghetto pound the another ghetto24 the
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Another ghetto pound get out the pound another ghetto24
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