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Oh ya Let's run it back Way back, uh Aye R.I.P Breed Something to ride to Something to ride to Ay I'm cold dipping in my nine Trey The LA way riding on the 101 Ski mask on my face With my dog And he just beat the murder case 100 spokes, bounce, pop and we skirt away Ay yo Downtown boogie shit Bump with my hooligans Clout chase bitch You bound to get boo'd again My name is Kruk And I'm really off that juice again I'll take a nap wake up and do it again And don't trip because I shouldn't And I do all the things That my mama say I shouldn't I'm blowing on this pack And I'm under the influence And I don't even smoke But today I'm feeling ruthless let's do it stupid Free my dogs who been locked away I know my pups got a lot to say A young hitter and I does my thing I came up and I made my lane Free my dogs who been locked away I know my pups got a lot to say A young hitter and I does my thing I came up and I made my lane Yo where my dogs at? you know I got you If anybody trying to press we is liable Not trying to say we gonna win But if it do begin Don't trip you know it could get psycho But fuck all this let's focus on that I keep it old school doe play the A-Track A classic flow my mama Taught me like that I'm drunk in the whip Oh shit I might crash Ya Real fucked up 10 times past zero They know my claim I am the hoe hitter I've been on top And that's what's up I'm coming to rip this little rap game The funk on up what's up Free my dogs who been locked away I know my pups got a lot to say A young hitter and I does my thing I came up and I made my lane Free my dogs who been locked away I know my pups got a lot to say A young hitter and I does my thing I came up and I made my lane
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