My hood
His chick drip, click, clack bang
then ghost is G?
Teeshirt blue, never knew Atlanta breeze
btch roll my trees congregation on knees
start mourning while 500 K,eys start Tz's TT who you see? Fiends stay' fm me Border East?
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