.Sorry, we don't know you, bitch
Who you rollin' with?
Free my bronem out the pen
We been some killers since
My block, my niggas smoking shit
That's how we rollin' shit
We do magic, pull up on them, Hocus Pocus shit
Guns and money (yeah, yeah)
Guns and money (let's get it)
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