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Squad From kway back then likkle' yout' fam I learned how to rob Ring trap, ring trap, manaman sell Whitney and Bob 67 ain't a gang, it's a family, something like a mob Bang for my bro, bang for my blood nonstop Got drillers that lurk with the mop You don't wanna see LD with that spinner that barks like a dog Slip or slide, slip then you're gonna get got Put smoke in the ride let's lurk I'm tryna hit em with the dots Vamping 5am with the gang, blowing loud on a gang ting Finnessing the game like Messi Whenever 67's in the rave manaman blow loud so the club's so smelly Pengting tryna act prestige in the corner but man know she a jezzy Money don't sleep at all I link my plug then chop it all up Hit the market and set up my stall My young boys get in them bands They said trapping man fuck that school Dropped two packs off kway Told my runners "Don't fuck up at all" I get bands that's cool From trapping, shows and making new tunes Kitties dem love my stones Shooters and trappers and pengtings love my tunes Letras de cancionesFrom way back we fucked up the roads Skengs on peds, skengs in a 4 door too Dotty on the ride from way back 32 spinners and bro we had a 44 too Now we got a chopper with 50 You don't wanna get hit with this corn That's 50 bells in this clip Gun same size like a fucking chainsaw Little man you won't ever understand Until you see the fucking size of the corn 44 in a 4 door like 67k, what, where? Hold corn Gang Since LD's here who cares if Scribz on a ban Suttin got touched round there now there's bare feds where man hang How you fucking with dem man there and claiming that we're fam? Well you'll soon learn that can be dodgy Free Wig got locked for a body Ain't seen him since '011 Them days we got stashed with a shotty You better just mean it and do it when I raise that mash No time to say sorry Young boys on the block trapping on volks these days Who cares about colly You don't wanna see Liquez with a skeng That there's nothing but danger That's churches, suits and ties And family singing "away in a manger" Had am you were smoking on cheese Calm down you don't know about flavours Need a steak and rice Got this thing on my waist, don't care Still going through flavours From Letras Mania