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Aye, aye, aye, aye
I love it when that body drop
Keep killin rappers never stop
Dreads bangin to the knock
Bitch walk the walk don't talk the talk
Never catch me on the block
I'd rather stay away from cops
I stay on top while you flop
Maybe you should get a job
Let my backwood burn
Then I'm dead to the world
Bitch I'm smoked out, smoked out
I can't hear a word let my backwood burn
Then I'm dead to the world
Bitch I'm smoked out, smoked out
I can't hear a word

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