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Duck down when we come through running Go to the O2, still bring gun in Jump on stage, no delay, bunning Wait, heatwave tun up, sun him You're just an average Joe like Budden Wait, bet you never seen that coming Wait, feds rise, everyone running No, ACE with the ting, he's drumming Yuh, Tre with the ting and he's pissed That was a send for the king but he missed Eye with the gaze with a flow you can't diss I can turn one to a two with the whisk I can turn one to a two with the ice And when we come through man a come through nice Ring ring trap with a twerk like rice Cah man been here, ain't new to this life Seen my fair share of sleepless nights And darg, I weren't eating right Stomach all touching back Went through old blue last through the back Something by the sack, act up, get wacked Hit the deck when you see the superbike Two man up cah it's me on the back Jump off and slap, cut, burn and that You're just a regular jolly old chap Letras de cancionesCan't fool me with the talk 'bout trap Didn't fool me with the talk 'bout MAC I ain't tryna hear no talk about heard of Done whole songs you ain't seen or heard of Told my girl "Chill" cos' it don't concern her One bad breed but I'm one hard worker See me on everybody's IP server My don got IPP for attempted murder And we could take this further Told my girl fi sit down and take frankfurter Careful, I don't wanna hurt her Leave 'em astounded Good heart so I must keep love around it Suttin' in my trousers Grew up in the city but I trap where the town is Fam, I ain't outers Three days straight, I was putting in hours When I die, don't leave flowers Make sure that my family have got houses Make sure that I've got bullets for the doubters Who's gonna ride? Most niggas ain't bout this Come to the Milly, we can show you what clout is Come Lew, it's gaza, you'll hear kaboom and bullet This dread here beat shots like Gullit I've got the saw for the spoon But if I wanna jook it Flinged two bones, then an eediat took it Last five months, the bar didn't stack cah I took it I got the piggy bank and I shook it If it sells, I'mma juug it Might be a crook, what's that? Don't know He gets loud but his strap don't blow He gets wheels but his bars don't bang Middle finger down, that's our logo 500 degrees, still do grease 2016 ain't the year for you if you owe me Ps Clocked man's steeze, got nicked and then the hotline got seized Everyday skrr, steeze, black T shirt Lacoste, not Primark steeze Man a just give away steeze Like have some of these cah you're rolling with the stars With the black boys riding shotty in great girls' cars That spend two bags on the shooby dooby dooby dooby da da da While you was pulling 9 draws That's more than a bar This ain't your trick yard To your gang, full clip for the informer And they ain't hot, they're mild Korma I skinned out his gyal, it was me that taught her Now I think dad when you look at the son, woah, daughter It's my team that serve and slaughter Ting what we have no dark we're order I'm cool one order I'm cool one arda When we come through, shook eyes and drama Ting there, long neck, looking like llama Ting there, long neck, looking like giraffe Bow! Bow! Bow! Kill off From Letras Mania