(Phone Rings)
(Neutrino) Hello
(Voice) You think your cold innit
(Neutrino) What
(Voice) You think your cold
(Neutrino) Who's that
(Voice) You know who it is
(Neutrino) What
(Voice) You know what you did man, Watch when i catch you
(Neutrino) What The Fcuk
(Heavy Breathing)
(Laughing)
Now your falling
Back in the day you was hating
I know your still out there plotting
Claiming your making money of shotting
But i know your out there robbing
Think so solid are blind but we're clocking
Are you a freind of mine?
Eh Yo
We representing so sold family,
2001 SHhhh, these are my so solid soldiers
Or else, aii kaish you ready for this,
Mr shabz, london
What What...
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Back in the day i made shit, sold shit,
You was hating me and my whole clique,
Now we switch and we going legit,
You wanna meet with the whole of my clique,
Used to hate now you rate my shit,
You never knew how many chicks i've dicked,
Because you told me you hating my clique,
You never loved because your heads so thick,
You've always hated me and my clique.
(Kaish)
(Chorus)
Everybodies coming, get their running to this,
Its so, its so scandalous,
Please tell me why you wanna piece of this,
Why you wanna slice of the platinum hits
Isit the car? isit the chicks?
Sos can you handle it?
Isit the money? isit the fame?
Sos can you handle it?
Are you a freind of mine?
Im not about any chat behind,
You grown ups stepping up in line,
You wanna switch its best you mind,
Its the last damn time,
A freind of mine,
You never know i will spit with the story interhyme,
With a deep base line
And my so solid crew nodding their heads in time,
If you think you will find,
That a running design,
And that shit is behind,
Because im spitting my rhyme,
Think im losing my mind,
Yea one day you will find a freind of mine,
Is he a freind of mine?
Yea one day you will find a freind of mine
A freind of mine
Is he a freind of mine?
(Kaish)
(Chorus)
I dont fall for that old skool shit,
Back in the day you hating this dick,
Now you niggas wanna roll with my clique,
Now you niggas wanna roll with my clique,
Im gonna rip this, fit this, hit this,
And you know you niggas cant get with this,
We're gonna blow this, rip this, show this,
What you think we cant control this?
(Kaish)
(Chorus)
(Voice)
Get the message boy
(Laugh)