Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Steppy , by - Unknown T. Song from the album Rise Above Hate, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 16.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Unknown T
Song language: English
Steppy |
| C-come on Sapphire beatsz |
| Mhmm |
| 5ive Music |
| Bruck off the corn and skeet |
| Don’t act like the corn don’t beat |
| Free up my team, the feds done a sweep |
| Bruck off the corn and skeet |
| Invest in slugs, your bredrins run |
| Don’t act like the corn won’t beat |
| Tape off all dem streets |
| Free up my team the feds done a sweep |
| We slap loads of sweets |
| Free up my team, the feds done a sweep |
| Now I got beef with hundred neeks |
| Bruck off the corn and skeet |
| Invest in slugs, your bredrins run |
| Don’t act like the corn won’t beat |
| Tape off all dem streets |
| Free up my team the feds done a sweep |
| We slap loads of sweets |
| Free up my team the feds done a sweep |
| Now I got beef with hundred neeks |
| 9 gang step out, man shave up and poke up men |
| Violate me and my team, and I’ll step and risk that ten |
| Go there and step with a chef on deck |
| Or tap that skeng every now and then |
| These bells might moisten your skin like Ren |
| Leave opps on bended knee |
| My team turn boys to men |
| Bro, bro went round on a ped too much |
| Next time we might need new tires |
| How many times have I rid, nearly sick and tired of feeling sick and tired |
| Step out there and spark up the beef like electric wire’s |
| Tell my solicitor «shush» the intel musta been wrong 'cause I don’t conspire |
| Had enough of the new school gen |
| We dont chat like dem |
| Cah we crash at dem |
| The young g’s went out the ride |
| Lemme manage again |
| Look |
| 3.2 on the paigon block |
| Scream -2 we can minus dem |
| Mention shegs we can test this skeng |
| Swing, what shank? |
| get smoked like blem |
| Long time man stepped in the trap |
| You can step with the skeng |
| But were spinnin' it back |
| Its like hide and seek in the block, where the paigon’s at? |
| Look, don’t speak like we dont be pop corn |
| Cah we dishin' it akh |
| My young g’s fucked up once and went straight back |
| I sponsored a block |
| Now my young boys screamin' «burst his back» |
| Hold their arm, tear him up for the 2's, no pack |
| Dice cah the disey tucked no samurai Jack |
| Look |
| Still get cheffey, one ain’t enough like jelly |
| All I have is a ram for the action time no telly |
| If we clock opp boys taking a vid, akh resh up its gonna get messy |
| We can bang on the opps like Jezzie |
| So, if you get rude on the net 9 gang gon click that semi |
| If you ain’t involved and your on the opp block |
| Get a slap on the back of ya head, I’m petty |
| Rest up bro that one was a sweaty |
| B2 still hold wings no leggies |
| Mind out cah all of my niggas are deadly |
| Put corn for the skeng, tell my young g make sure it comes back empty |
| And if it was done in Hack’s it was probably us |
| But we dont talk plenty |
| Hit a lick of the bits, then clean up the yard like Jeffry |
| 9 gang done loads of crud were way too steppy |