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Yg Police

x2 - TY$:] I think she knows about, my other bitch She?s always searching my shit like the police, searching through my shit like the police [Verse - YG

x2 - TY$:] I think she knows about, my other bitch She?s always searching my shit like the police, searching through my shit like the police [Verse - YG

Started out of necessity We were so broke and so hungry In this world of food for cash Got no choice its stuff and dash Now we got that dread disease