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(Dream, this shit go dummy) Yes, havin' real motion I didn't hit this gas yet, it got me movin' in slow motion Young nigga, bandana wrapped around his head like Hulk Hogan 'Fore we took that .30, we popped that '30, flow, yeah He might do a drill, little Freddy, uh, that's sauce, uh We put an X on him, I fuck his bitch, I done put the X on me Crashin' the whip, like they was at Daytona Leave the opps barely alive, uh, you thought he had caught Corona You goin' out sad like it's midnight, homie Say you puttin' shit on but it ain't normal We got Glock with switches, came from where it ain't no pot to piss in Every other night gon' do a mission, go ahead first, no time to listen Ayy, lil' bro, what you doin'? Free my lil' bro out that prison Why you dropped out of school? 'Cause it's money that I miss Yes, havin' real motion I didn't hit this gas yet, it got me movin' in slow motion Young nigga, bandana wrapped around his head like Hulk Hogan 'Fore we took that .30, we popped that '30, flow, yeah He might do a drill, little Freddy, uh, that's sauce, uh
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