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21 Savage - 21 Way (Freestyle) lyrics

Hotbox with a paper tag (paper tag)
Your baby brother used to be my crash dummy (crash crash)
Don't call my phone if it ain't bout cash money
I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout cash money
I got a lot of shooters round me and they hungry
He sold a zip and now he acting like he tony
I be chasing after money like i'm homeless
I had to leave that b**h alone cause she was bogus
Put a hundred on your head (bow!) Now a n***a dead
You n***as know that young savage will paint this city red
I don't want to do no song with these n***as cause they scary
Draco on that seat
I keep that draco on the seat
Molly,percs and weed you know these b**hes like to eat
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Slaughtergang ,we slaughter hoes cause half these b**hes freaks
all the sh** i've been through man it change a young g
That's why I keep that hundred round drum on me
That's why I keep a lot of f**ing guns around me
If you ain't with the gang you better not come round me
All that leashing ain't no bum around me
You like that pillow talk but n***as shoot for fun round me Round my Way x8
They robbin' round my way
Shootin around my way
Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way
round my way x12
They robbin' round my way
Shootin around my way
Ain't nothing sweet you better keep a gun around my way
round my way x3

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