young chop - my freestyle lyrics
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my freestyle
my city is my garden.me and n-ggas riding around with these rulers like garden tools.my n-ggas need to eat. they pockets looking weak. we need to get are collar greens.one day i won’t be able to escape. my faith. when they put that 45 enstended clip to my face.but that’s ok.as long that mac can still spray.if the reeper don’t stop it i be safe.these streets ain’t no play thang. where we slang 8 b-lls/ dog food/ and that goonja because me and my n-ggas is on that paper chase.i heard broscy found a new crack head the other he replaced.i told that thot not to get weed from bro her weed got lasted.now she always coming to the trap house to get a new taste
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