.[Verse 1: Freeway]
Three niggas, two nines apiece
We just tryna eat, so we fry the beef
We are the streets my nigga young and from there
He there, Coco, beware, we will junk yard dog on your beats
Trap niggas make rap niggas call police
Sweep the ratchet make Al Sharpton call for p.
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