Gang-Is-Con

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//must've//
crossed paths with a black cat/
//now im//
smokin dro where the crack at/
showin hoes where the trap at/
just opened up a snap chat/
seen a fratboy flash that/
know thats where the cash at/
opened up the backpack/
suppressing flashacks,
as i grab the black mac/
Tims Limbs & Some bricks ina trashbag/
send it down the river his mom catchin crabs at/
thats the same spot she shot his dad at/
sniffin for cheese, we the ratpack/
itchin to squeeze and let it clap back/

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