This how i hear it different
Body dumped in he creek and
Hopin' when this bread get here
My body she startin to feel
Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body
Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free
Smoking on a marley
Light skinned hell of a body
A happy home, that's my fantasy
Either way we body for money
Your body with a spike
Dc cabs got my pops alright
Niggas who be rapping how real they are
Most flies flock to those with the worst odor
Shoot bullets right through ya body
The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free
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