g.t. - mob ties lyrics
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[shout+out my n+gga synco]
(verse)
you can’t run with the big dogs stay on the porch
the only time you ball when you playing a sport
eating steak off a plate you can cut with a fork
when you locking up the raw gotta do it with force
n+ggas tellin’ when they shoulda let the streets be the court
[??????]
flying down the mile bout’ to stop at the store
[??????]
game over , r.i.p. my n+gga soda
30 on a plane jane , [???]
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