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kurry g - free wreck lyrics

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always on point when i troop thru the town
ion care if he jet he get put in the ground

this town is so mixy you step
out the crib
u don’t wanna be seen den u better look down
but please don’t forget i’ll still fl!ck on a hound
u ain’t jacking my bros u gotta jack the pound

he seen wit b+tch my bros never cared
he got shot in a whip now her smile a frown

not in the v yk ima troop it
see me ape on bro ima loot em

& i hurd lil gdai got beat wit his ratty
i spot me a opp wit my g and im boomin him

shoot to da moon & im really the flyest
brown skin baddie she tatted im wifing

& you smokin the deuce if u think that im fightin
40 start barking you thinkin it’s lightning

we could link up an bump
no im not wit the typin
lg ain’t wait but it is what it is
first day out & i bet he get sent

it’s gon be his last day when we run into him

dottie g wimme ik that he wit it
who that down the street i think it’s them n+ggas

he threw up the wokk & got hit in fitted
have kd go fl!ck ik he gon finish em

these 40s & 9s bet its making em cry
pizzle crying in tracks
wishing he was right wit em
see the beam on his chest wrda bro i start cl!cking
i was always on court i was never a victim

can’t get in that car them windows ain’t tinted
needa carti or cuban i’m finna start grinchin

& when we on the s told brodie to listen
n+gga don’t make a sound & just stay on ya pivot

everytrip on this side you should kno how it go
we straight lookin for makks tryna up them digits
can’t get in the renty might hop in stoley

it was me & my cl!cks 3 deep ona mission
don’t forget i got foqqi yk he beside me

yk he gon hop out & gettem
he throw 7 then i throw 11
tryna catch lil loski send em wit his best friend

ain’t no 1on1 you gotta respect it
beat on ya chest get you left ina second
lil bro got the 80 and i got the 30
we go to the s cus we feening to test em
tweegs got his head up be back in a minute
he told me stay focus
on the road to them riches
keemogang cl!ckers yk that we different
we call the tzz lids tryn get us a fitted

free papers
brodie took risk for the fitted
gtf out the v if you ain’t tryna spin sh+t
it he wimme like smokey & craig
late night me and him
he was right on the pegs
when we shoot just kno we ain’t aiming
for legs
hollow tips gon hit em and f+ck up his dreads



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