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Batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Nigga been shanked but these niggas ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning The batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Niggas been shanked but these nigga's ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning [Verse 1: M'Skum] With the rambs on the daily Gotta keep that bitch on me, cah NG block is crazy I do road all the time, cah when I do road, yeah the roads they pay me Them man over there, too chatty Them man move like ladies Man already know about gang Man already know what we on Man already know where I'm from Trips with a skeng Bro took trips with a skeng Bro took suttin' that's long Pull up on a opp block Skrr, bow, bow Get hella smoky Chasing the cash on the regs But I still give smoke on the lowkey Got a young boy on the strip, and he say that he out for a payroll Big wrap in his asscheeks, but he still give smoke if I say so I told my young boy be on J, but the ends is flames, gotta lay low But he itching to bark off the skeng, and leave a opp boy with a halo You can ask them man bout the knife, look over there, cah they know J's only on the P's and Q's P's and Q's like Kano Got a bad bitch from qway, and she got a fat back like J Lo Got a fat back like J Lo [Hook: Digga D] Batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Nigga been shanked but these niggas ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning The batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Niggas been shanked but these nigga's ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning [Verse 2: Digga D] These niggas know the bando I know I ain't into that talkin' I pull up in that 4 door manual Best know that I ain't stalling I see a opp boy in his ends, windows down when I call him 4 man hop out the Vauxhall Bareback [?], tryna bore him Ram[?] on me when I'm walking No [?], can't slip And I still got Ram[?] on me When I'm whizzing round Grove in the whip I run a man down with the blade Best hope that he don't slip Cos anyhow I catch my man And I show him what I do with the flicks I ain't no lame I ain't no [?] So I beg man touch man's chain Neck shots that's my fucking aim And I've been out here tryna grind I tell man ketchup like Heinz I rob man for his chain Bang gunshots if a man touch mine [Hook: Digga D] Batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Nigga been shanked but these niggas ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning The batty got grub, told my young G, jerk him Get the work gone, cah I really put work in Niggas on with this Shh, when I'm lurkin' Do what I came to do, then I'm skurrin' In a ride with bros, man's swervin' Niggas been shanked but these nigga's ain't learning Ain't learning These niggas been shanked but these niggas ain't learning
I'm tryna pack man off these bootings, shootings I guess SJ just blew it This 4 door looks ruined but we still get too it Anywhere anyday we get looping (What you scoring?) The scoreboard keeps moving The opps keep loosing, OFB till death no choosing (Gang) Add a K don’t lose it that's more than bruising Pull up, aim high and do it [Verse 2: Kwengface] Man just do it, rise that shoe Man shoe it, want beef? Let the beef get Brewing do him, man leave your outfit ruined Came with sweets no chewits Or, push my Rambo through him 2-2 Step like a man pursuit Them man ain't street they dunno what they’re doin' (No) Ski Mask the Slump God 'Earwax' (Live Performance) | Genius Open Mic [Verse 3: SJ] Ayy, wheels on this car go round While I drive round town Just me and my mate (My gang) SJ I'm know to do bootings bait, no face, but they still wanna say my name (My name) Bad B on the Nizz from Kway, no case but she came here for Bandokay (For my bro) Out peddle bike, Grinding all day, got shocked by K's but I just backed jakes (Gang) [Verse 4: Kwengface] Look, look, sweet one come to the 2's (Aii come here) But she come for Trizzy (Lowe' It) If I back my flicky, chest or neck like don't be Silly I'm chilling off with a Bad B All on me from the south of Killy (Aii, aii) She said she don’t feel my rap Don’t feel my trap cah I talk too drilly [Verse 5: SJ] Ayy, she said she don't feel my rap Don’t feel my trap cah I chat too drilly, Silly SJ Rocks, no Milly, come fuck with me I'll take you round the city, (Gang, gang) money on your mind keep thinking, drinking take everything no witness (No witness) Then it's back the trap fuck bitches, snitches, snitches Get left in stitches [Verse 6: Kwengface] Yo, snitches get left in stitches (Splash) How many times have we whipped it or dipped It tryna lock this district (Gang) Uhh, I'm like fuck the system, still out Tryna get my riches (Ahh) Used to cut my jeans with my kitchen knife 15 now the case wanna dip him (Dead) Woi, I told bro Kweng and aim for face This cake got baked no tray (Bow, Bow) 15 on waist, the streets ain’t safe OFB run north jus' sayin' (Jus' sayin') Yo, I'm in the Bando tryna make this K And tellin' bro-bro let's lurk Or I might smoke my man on my J's Woi, I told bro Kweng and aim for face This cake got baked no tray (Bow, Bow) 15 on waist, the streets ain't safe OFB run north jus' sayin' (Jus' sayin) Yo, I'm in the Bando tryna make this K And tellin' bro-bro let's lurk Or I might smoke my man on my J's [Verse 7: Kwengface] Yo, look, I'm OT doing up trap, no cap (No cap, no cap) I'm with a Peng Ting in my OT spot and the gyal wanna count my stack I ain't rich so I'm feeling cash See I trap Between the two I was late for booth cah I lurked with the wap I didn't eat a Mc'ds for weeks It's peak so I'm hitting up town for a vax I'm on the opp block tryna lurk and pivot I'm all up in a next spot or all ups tryna earn my riches (What you sayin?) That's an SJ flow you know Bro too cold so I had to work with it (Cold) If it weren't by Snoop or Maxo, D'squeezo, LR did it (Ching) Aii, I'm dishing out bare smoke, no cancer Jump out gang of this van, no banter I'm tryna leave man red like santa, clamper Retire my man like Lampard Press the 9, free times I ain't calling feds (No way) And if you don't run get blammed in your head (Bow, Bow) I'm swining my Shank, aim straight for you chest I'm back to the trap, trap mash get bread That's Samurai Jack or Samurai J I got a name that shit in my blade SJ, I'm above insane, no games I've got about 8 man on my shave (8 man) Don't be the next one to get shaved Don't blaze tryna tan man's skin with this gauge (Bow, Bow) And tape estates and put man front page And pray camera's don't see no face (Woi Woi) [Chorus: SJ & Kwengface] Woi, I told bro Kweng and aim for face This cake got baked no tray (Bow, Bow) 15 on waist, the streets ain't safe OFB run north jus' sayin' (Jus' Sayin) Yo, I'm in the Bando tryna make this K And tellin' bro-bro let's lurk Or I might smoke my man on my J's Woi, I told bro Kweng and aim for face This cake got baked no tray (Bow, Bow) 15 on waist, the streets ain't safe OFB run north jus' sayin' (Jus sayin') Yo, I'm in the Bando tryna make this K And tellin' bro-bro let's lurk Or I might smoke my man on my J's
Back my blade like who's on what? (What?) Wet man down till he's barely alive Man, the opps dem know what I'm on (D-d-dip) Try skrr up, man smashed mans whip Like, don't try cut tru' my block (Don't) The talking ting, it's long Slip on a glide and you'll get turned off (Dead) Niggas already know what it is (They know) My bro done wet man down in his whip and he made that vehicle flip (Ching) Peng gyal on man from kway, come to the ends and do naughty things (Bad) Free all the locked up members (Free 'em) Two times, man's been on the wing (Uh) Us man known for the dirty splashings How many guys have I chinged? Fresh out the can (Ayy) Fresh home, it's mad (Ayy) Barbies wanna do man (Ayy) Opp thots, they're on gang (Ayy) And I ain't never been whacked (No way) So why's man bluffing? (Bluffing) Bucked these opps, I draw for my waist and they run when they see what I'm tucking (Some dickheads) Said that you're onto my dons, when you bucked them, why the fuck were you stunting? (Why?) Hands on the dotz, lurk for the opps, man already know how to bruck it (Baow) Get man down in public (Public) Lil' bro ZK on the 1-2s, jump off, dip, put holes in jumpers (Dip) Man catch a case and man bust it (Bust) [Verse 2: Digga D] I like how my young boy play in the field, I might just scout him (Scout him) I don't wanna play play ting when I back that dotz, I'm tryna pronounce him (Baow) I heard that Jeezy turned bad, you can't be talkin' 'bout Calvin (No) Nothin' ain't changed, Jeezy's a pussy, I don't know how they're around him (Dickhead) The camera watched when I bang that dotz, I didn't check my surroundings (Shit) I never left that block till I found him Dip man down, make him lie in blood like shit bro, I think you're drowning (Ching) I got a new ting, skin bare, 'tite, pretty little browning (Bad) Them boy there flex in whips that's lended Them whips are rented (Dickheads) When I crash this corn at your whip, you're pissed Don't worry about your car getting dented (Don't) When I step on your block it's a GBH, a murder case or attempted (Dead up) That life coulda got prevented but when I attended that life got ended, ayy [Verse 3: AP] Vigorous who from the 156? (Hmm?) Who you kidding you prick? Everyone disperse when they see that stick Rise it and press it, they legging The 12 them pressure, the 12 love snitch (Some dickheads) Back it, inject in a feller and fill up his sweater, then skrr off quick How many times have we skrred on kids? OT spots, that's M-Way trips 3.5 scores, straight cash, no ticks (No ticks) And that bitch come dead like Wizz Suck this dick, deep throat then skip (Mm) Talkin' 'bout me getting dipped But the man only aim for my arm Like, oh my God, why the opps so shit? (Some dickhead) Splash up anyone's party, why you think our names never put on the list (Ching) I ran man down with his dargie, the boy so speedy but still got chinged I gave eight straight after Horrid1 'ready chinged that prick (That's bro) Like how many man's been hit? On the opp block, man skrr and skid Like 5-double O with 9-double O Man jump off the ped with things (That's bro) About "TeeWizz was a rebel" He reminds me of Red Bull, they both have wings (Fly) And no way that this beef can settle, I step with the metal to pierce man's skin (Mm) Civilians saw that day, them man had their waps and still got chinged (Ching, ching, ching, ching) [Verse 4: Loose1] I ain't got time for these fags (No) I was 15 with the 15-inch rambo in my JD bag (Ching) I had enough of this chat (Hmm) Solomon ain't no sav' (Not at all) Only bad up on RU-vid, like 12 times have I made you dash (Runner) Now lemme just state some facts Dotty come long like Banks (Baow baow) Same day bro got chinged We went 'round there and we let that bang (Facts) So stop the talk on your tracks There's no way that these road boys trap (No way) Anytime I go to the 12, I don’t see no soul in their boring flats Bro done did it in the Raq and Avz (Uh) Did it in City and M-Lin (True) Fed chase on the glide Body filled with adrenaline (Hmm) Now lemme just switch up the flow 3-double O on the back with bro One hand on the ped, one hand on the pole R.I.P, he was way too slow That means "Rest in piss" in case you didn't know (Haha) Bro, bro, bro fresh home No, no more "Free Rose" (No more) More time, I leave no DNA No evidence cah my cell's at home No fistfight, no TNA Attempting your life, no broken bones (Ching) Don't add that K, my ones don't play With the wap or blade, creep 'round where you stay (Uh) Drillers on foot, drillers on ped Half-hearted splashings, we ain't like them About twerking 10, go ride for your friend (Go ride) RU-vid boys, don't come to the end (Never) Step 'round there, let's move all ments Splash a man down, then we do it again (Ching) Step 'round there, let's move all ments Splash a man down, then we do it again (Ching)
