Reparations 2 Eleven (Ft. Freddie Gibbs)
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[Intro]
We wan't bracking like that
Duece!
[Verse 1: 2Eleven]
Quarter pound of cookies, that's for meditation
So I could quarterback the play, that's for preparation
No I ain't perfect, I went through [?]
Wrist take [?]
These new era niggas [?]
My music like domestic violence, all slaps
Grade A [?]
I sold records, I sold drugs, I sold painkillers
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Tell me where [?]
[Verse 3: 2Eleven]
We wan't bracking like that
Duece!
[Verse 1: 2Eleven]
Quarter pound of cookies, that's for meditation
So I could quarterback the play, that's for preparation
No I ain't perfect, I went through [?]
Wrist take [?]
These new era niggas [?]
My music like domestic violence, all slaps
Grade A [?]
I sold records, I sold drugs, I sold painkillers
[Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs]
Tell me where [?]
[Verse 3: 2Eleven]
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