M1OnTheBeat
Niggas know, niggas know, ayy
RIP to the soldiers
Fucking hell, free the tugs
Free Lil A, free Six, free R Skeng, free Kaz
Free all the tugs, free ZJ, serious
Free Nino, serious, come on
Bow, bow
We've got wheels in twos and fours, that's peds and cars for the wars
Step round there tryna turn man corpse
Last time that we got round them sides, left with serious trauma
Me and bro gotta burn these garms and clean this nank cah we drippin' in sauce
Me and broski drippin' in sauce
And I couldn't give a shit who saw, bally on my face so I'm good in court
I told gang dem pattern the peds and rides, I got new sweets for the 9
Real talk, I love my guys, none of my bros are thinking twice
Caught me on the lack, could've done that better, they don't know nuttin' 'bout pressure
Bro got flake like Kelloggs, T-T, that means best seller
Go opp block, fill it and bark it, come back, man bill it and bark it
Tryna leave a jareer in a casket, all that verbal's got man laughing
Nino whipping a two and a blue
Gotta cover my mouth and nose cah the whole room filled with fumes
Just stepped on the lurk with my 6ixer goons, longest thing tryna spill some juice
This bitch act way too easy and her bars come way too sneazy
I don't know if I can trust this bad B, pocket a wap when she wanna meet me
How many man got put on the news, TV? Them man there can't tease me
Bare man run when they see me, splash, splash, ching, ching, pagans know I get freaky
Fake niggas lowkey hate me, if I hear man raise their voice, I'll take man's racks and leave him needy
I don't drill for the ratings, rate me
Play for the Pagans, really?
They got so much talk for the gang, they ain't come here once so I beg man leave it
You should get your thots in check cah they told us you man eat it
And that ting come way to dead, dead, so you know Workrate won't jeet it
We violate yutes, two hands up, man you best not move, I can show you what the Star 9 do
I can show you what the Star 9 do
Reverse, tell bro "let's run, let's run", big Breezo tried cut, got bun
And the talking ting gets long, so I get round there with a gruesome one
On the opp block with a fuck off Rams, the teeth on the ting gon' tear out your back
Facts, don't lack, don't slip, 'cause I don't give no tips
Tryna put the whole Ramsey straight through his skin, you can get it in the night or the day
Get round there tryna press or slay
Ran so fast when AbzSav pull up, Pablo's sister, she a hooker
Two ding-dongs and you know it's full up
Multiple times suttin' should've got packed and I heard them boys are about
So you know man's on route with a .32 spin, tryna clap and move
One brucky in the whole damn set, [?] get got and they aim at legs
And all this talk 'bout waps, all now we ain't seen no lead
So don't get caught in the mix cah you know I'm EBK, got corn for anyone
In the ride with a dutty 9, tryna touch man's headie like One
NB drillers, Racecourse crew, biss heads whipping my two and a blue
My opps are struggling flipping a Q
Devlish yute with the longest Sammy, grin on my face like Captain Hook
Like, please tell me I'm fibbing, in Tesco where he went swimming
How many nanks left dripping
We inject and twist, AM, are you taking the piss
Like shouts my Bruce, how many man done run in shop? Rapid response when we got that drop
Done with swagger
Coming like Bob Lee
You know he a well know tapper
They locked my set, still glide with my 6ix Gang goons, me and Workrate step in twos
So you know you get more than two times two if you step in my hood and you're looking new
Arm extended, push it and bend it, hold that tight and wait by the entrance
Fix it, mend it, drill and repent it, two in a ride, this drill's expensive
Picture perfect, done it and hurt him, I ain't ever touched one of them and not meant it
Sip that, Kermit, hear there's permits, bare man run, try dash for the exit
Wait, breathe, mash with teeth, six in the whoosh, cock back then beat
In a 4 door coupe, hand ting came greased, cock that back, press down and repeat
What you know about doing a drill, now you can't go yard cah the petrol scent
Pull up on yutes, don't ask no questions, chilling 'round 'ere so it's angles bent
I heard white boys got whiskey, so I might just go jack Daniel
Taking a trip 'round 'ere, that's risky, big automatics in the car, that's manual
Tire screech, hear the 4 doors open, we ain't come here to play no games
Good aim, deep breath and my target's focused
Me, I can't lie like Shooks or swim in the aisle like Triggz
Three in the family house got touched, that's big bro and the two little twins
If I ain't ever mashed no work for the block and was talking crud then bro would've stopped it
How many times did they push their mates? Lord knows that their whole block doing up moshpit
If I ain't ever mashed no work for the block and was talking crud then bro would've stopped it
How many times did they push their mates? Lord knows that their whole block doing up moshpit