| Still pull up on shit
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| Big hand gun you know I grip (know I grip)
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| The 3−5-7 ain’t loaded
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| The 44's kickin' out six ('4s kicking' out six)
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| Or I get up close with the shotty (boom boom), two shots in my quick
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| I ain’t even tryna get nicked, but everyday I take these risks
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| So boy don’t slip, if rise my skeng I swear I won’t miss
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| Or I back up my knife and chef man down
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| Only jail when I’m gon' use fists
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| Someone tell these niggas don’t slip
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| Cause I’m out 'ere keepin' up mad antics
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| They don’t ever bang but they chat like bitch
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| 67 gang still lurkin' whips
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| War, mans ready
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| Fill up the 4's like petty
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| Corn fly like confetti (bow bow)
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| Smoke niggas get money
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| Jugging jugging for my mummy (jugging jugging)
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| Fuck it bro, man get muddy
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| Turn Mad Max in a hurry
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| Big 12 gauge tryna scurry
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| Free squeezient he’s my buddy (free him)
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| C-32, M-10, my bro’s oh so cruddy (my brudda’s)
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| Nigga’s know, nigga’s know
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| Big skengs tryna hit you’re buddy
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| Jump out, jump out gang
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| Man’s lurkin' tryna hit your buddies (jump out jump out)
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| Ammi that I roll, ammi that I blow, coming sweet like honey
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| Got a peng girl she don’t trap bitch
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| But she work work for the money
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| Bro bro got a little driller upsa with the rice and curry
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| Man step correct with them waps bitch
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| Mans scurry (Skrrrrr)
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| Just come some new numbers (clients)
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| I’m about to do numbers (ring)
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| Taking trips to dem country spots
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| I ain’t seen home in ages (quay)
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| Bank roll, big wages (bands)
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| Savage livin' that’s always (savage)
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| Put the 12 where your face is (bang)
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| Redrum when I do pavements (bang)
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| Gun smoke for the pagans (gun smoke)
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| Weed smoke I inhale it (trust)
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| Mix the ammi with the flavours (trust)
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| My nigga’s don’t give a toss, it’s live corn or a shavin' (chef 'I'm)
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| Hit the cells on a hot day, or hit the cells when its rainin'
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| Either way I gotta rake it (smash out)
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| Quay quay with my trap team
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| Runnin' traps and we stayin' it (quay)
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| Free up my young G Pulla, It’s been a long time his been caged in (free up)
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| Undies on us for drillin’s
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| They don’t wanna the see the Six winnin'
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| Six shots in that spin
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| Its spinnin' well (Ey!) and its kickin'
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| (Mud) It’s glorious twelfth I’m steppin' (It's shootin' time)
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| I step with skengs and friends
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| Names that I don’t need to mention (unknown bangers)
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| Live corn hold him back like detention (bow)
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| Now his team’s gotta bench him (bench's on)
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| Doin' warm up drills with gang, 4 door pull up and stretch him (Skrrrrr, bow)
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| And I’m still here doing up shows (yeah)
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| Me M and C Rose
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| Got all the opp blocks on ropes (all o' dem)
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| And they’re still here doin' the most (Yeah all o' dat, all o' dat)
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| See them in viz in a 4 door pause now they ain’t involved (Skrrrrrr)
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| Still corn 'em (bow), corn 'em (bow)
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| Just do it and ghost (yeah)
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| 67 still doing up roads
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| I’m on violence, I make bands
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| I smoke cookie and Am (ai)
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| Got the loudest of packs
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| Your weed is dead, its trash take it back (take it back)
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| Bro walked in with the wap
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| Dressed in black
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| Said let’s lurk on these flats (let's lurk)
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| Itch is way too itchy, 2−2 itchy, little bro’s tryna scratch (bow)
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| WAPS
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| How much time me and gang brought waps round and crashed (bow bow)
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| How much time did we ching up the place and watch him trip up, drop and plank
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| (ching)
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| R6, ST, T-Trap will ching up his chest neck and his back (splash)
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| Liquez just stepped up balling lookin' like racks
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| Diamonds flashed (flash)
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| We just stepped in to the venue, lemme get a yak and scratch this Am (scratch
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| it)
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| I’m still in the flats with:
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| Drillers (drillers)
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| Trappers (trappers)
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| Killers (killers)
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| Dingers (Dingers)
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| Spinners, jump out wave it round like a wizard
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| Ay |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Glorious Twelfth , by - 67. Song from the album Glorious Twelfth, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп