| Bare residue in the air when it boots
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| Who’s getting a twos 'cah the smoke too blemish (Grrr, bow)
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| When my Niners get 'round they dread it
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| No left, right, just step 'round and shell it (Woi yoi)
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| Bro might load that gauge then sneeze at your brain (Trust me)
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| It’s a new pandemic
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| Jailhouse ting I was doin' up Snap
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| Marty and mash Voda' for the credit (Deh deh)
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| Put my foot in this whip (Mmhmm)
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| Level up when I slap this stick (Bow, bow)
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| Times two if I hit that prick (Ay)
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| Back road, move mad and move skits (I do)
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| You see, Bankai wan' kill and chill (Bankai)
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| Bigger the par, that’s thrill and skill (Mmhmm)
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| Insidious how the yute got poked (Grrr, bow)
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| Talk on my name, are you poppin' pills?
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| Bang for the team, would you bang the machine? |
| (Bow)
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| Stay with a plan for the beef
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| See me on a casual, least a nank in my jeans (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
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| For the bad talk, might dampen a tee (Ching)
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| Leave a weed factory clean
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| I could pay but of course I’m happy it’s free (Mmhmm)
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| Really move aggy on weed
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| We just take ours and get trappy with green
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| (Listen)
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| Bang for the team, would you bang of the beam?
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| A boy got left at the scene (Done)
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| I hate when I run out of plastic bags in the trap
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| So I gotta use rizz for the B
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| Roll with a TEC, gunmen don’t lean
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| We hold and press the machine (Bow, bow)
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| Bro got trial in the Crown Court
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| He took the rap then he caught a G (Free up, free up)
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| Let me ask you a question (Yo)
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| How can them man talk bad? |
| (How?)
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| Buck into gang, they cap (Ay, come here)
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| Go on Snapchat, talk a whole lot of wass (Damn)
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| Tip toe with the wap and crash (Bow, bow)
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| Or run a man down and feed him a shank (Ay, come here)
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| You like iron? |
| Come firm this splash (Mmhmm)
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| Juice man’s head, belly and back (Ching, ching)
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| How many times have they jumped out
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| We jump out and they jump back in? |
| (How many?)
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| How many times have we dumped off
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| Jakes find out and they want us in? |
| (How many?)
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| No big, there’s no link (No big, no link)
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| So we soon be back on the strip
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| When pissed, I don’t think
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| Try get a man down, I ain’t hearin' a thing
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| Yo, V
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| How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter? |
| (Splash)
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| Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
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| Don’t fron then run from the brucker (Brucker)
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| Yo, T
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| Them man chat on the net, I can’t listen to neeks (Some gems)
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| I’m with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man (Grrr, bow)
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| Yo, K
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| How many opps been chopped and put on a blade? |
| (Yucker)
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| Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
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| Word, you can hold this shave
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| Ay, T
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| They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased (Bow)
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| Mad sight when them slugs release (Grrr, bow)
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| Doublin' waps if I’m with V
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| In the ride, two straps like dungarees (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
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| Who was at fault when they lost that banger? |
| (Who?)
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| Got best of both like Hannah Montana
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| Roll with a tanner 'cah there’s too much passa
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| We beat off the corn, they scatter (Grrr, bow)
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| Long nose, no Boyz n the Hood
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| Man wind down the window and beat that hammer (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
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| This PYT can’t handle the D
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| Man drag on the weave then yaga, yaga
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| Nine gang beat that mop
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| They all blow out when they hear that ring (Bow, bow)
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| How many times have you denied your block? |
| (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
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| You’re all involved, I ain’t hearin' a thing
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| Get around, two stolen dings
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| Jump out the car and they all run in (Bow, bow)
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| The man too fast, they should go racin', pagin'
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| Slow down, come and hold some chings (Uh)
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| Yo, V
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| How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter? |
| (Splash)
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| Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
|
| Don’t fron then run from the brucker (Brucker)
|
| Yo, T
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| Them man chat on the net, I can’t listen to neeks (Some gems)
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| I’m with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man (Grrr, bow)
|
| Yo, K
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| How many opps been chopped and put on a blade? |
| (Yucker)
|
| Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
|
| Word, you can hold this shave
|
| Ay, T
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| They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased (Bow)
|
| Mad sight when them slugs release (Grrr, bow)
|
| Doublin' waps if I’m with V
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| In the ride, two straps like dungarees (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
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| I love Chris Rich |