Ibn Inglor Track 2

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My old styles dead nigga, you can’t ride a ride that ain’t there nigga
You be their nigga, no friends over here
Niggas wonder why I’m lonely, bitch, You wonder why I’m only
The nigga that can pull this God shit cause you phony
I wrote this in twenty, make it five of your hoes want to screw me
Live from the south side ave., nigga what
(Hold my mu’fuckin’ drink dog)
I’ll never give a fuck, I’m about that nigga
South side, send it up
Altgeld Breed, talk that weed
Ten racks G.P., talk that cream
Walk that stream or plank nigga
Givenchy sharks in that tank nigga
Dive, hold your breath until you can’t nigga, Gawd