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Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
On my own on my own. Here I lay here I lay. Hear my soul hear my soul. Price I pay price I pay. Lost my blood lost lost my blood. On my sleeve on my sleeve. Pray to God pray to God. On my knees on my knees
Red jag, white seats, pulling on Xmas Eve. Got big toys that make noise up underneath that Xmas tree. I'm dead broke I smell smoke. Grinch hit the crib had piff on him. Late nights making eggnog off the stovetop with the stiff arm. My bag full of them goodies, riding round hard body click. My girl bad as a spoiled brat, we both been on that naughty list. This all facts my slide, duece up them boys hot. My cousin died on our block so L's up cause my boy Lock. Sticks Land, Alpo World, Hitta Gang, and Thrax Block. My one goal in this world of mine, don't waste time, I'm on the clock. But back to business I'm riding round, tryna fill up my whole pockets. Cause my sis gone be pissed if no gifts in her stockings. For my brothers that's in the hood, can't wait in line to go see Santa. Cause every year, it's another day, where my homies lay in that black phantom like
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Hey
Jingle Bells, jingle bells jingle all the way. So many shots on this block please get out the way. Boom boom boom boom boom boom, bodies hit the floor. Hit the dirt, bag that work, let's run out the door. These kids don't believe in Santa. Less it's dope dealers and bandanas. Mislead youth with no manners, growing up poor with no parent. No TV just Instagram, this generation don't give a damn. That's why ya boy goes extra ham to make sure the love stays in the fam. Slide with the heat, ride on the beat. Bobbing ya feet, brains all in the streets. Homies in the south get raw when it's beef. Merry Christmas to you all, PEACE
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Hey
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Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
On my own on my own. Here I lay here I lay. Hear my soul hear my soul. Price I pay price I pay. Lost my blood lost lost my blood. On my sleeve on my sleeve. Pray to God pray to God. On my knees on my knees
Red jag, white seats, pulling on Xmas Eve. Got big toys that make noise up underneath that Xmas tree. I'm dead broke I smell smoke. Grinch hit the crib had piff on him. Late nights making eggnog off the stovetop with the stiff arm. My bag full of them goodies, riding round hard body click. My girl bad as a spoiled brat, we both been on that naughty list. This all facts my slide, duece up them boys hot. My cousin died on our block so L's up cause my boy Lock. Sticks Land, Alpo World, Hitta Gang, and Thrax Block. My one goal in this world of mine, don't waste time, I'm on the clock. But back to business I'm riding round, tryna fill up my whole pockets. Cause my sis gone be pissed if no gifts in her stockings. For my brothers that's in the hood, can't wait in line to go see Santa. Cause every year, it's another day, where my homies lay in that black phantom like
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Hey
Jingle Bells, jingle bells jingle all the way. So many shots on this block please get out the way. Boom boom boom boom boom boom, bodies hit the floor. Hit the dirt, bag that work, let's run out the door. These kids don't believe in Santa. Less it's dope dealers and bandanas. Mislead youth with no manners, growing up poor with no parent. No TV just Instagram, this generation don't give a damn. That's why ya boy goes extra ham to make sure the love stays in the fam. Slide with the heat, ride on the beat. Bobbing ya feet, brains all in the streets. Homies in the south get raw when it's beef. Merry Christmas to you all, PEACE
Jingle bells jingle bells jingle all the way. So many opps in my town please don't die today. Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow Block-ock-ow knocking at yo door. So many opps in my town which one got to go
Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Which one gotta go. Aye, which one gotta go. Hey
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