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Turn, turn, turn, turn Sykes, Sykes AbelThePlug Turn, turn, turn, turn Three for twenty, four for thirty, this foreign one is worth that Mel B I'm in and out that trap house, smash them packs out ’till man wealthy This white was made in a bando, defo weren't made in Chelsea And running down all them opps is defo what made me healthy Finesse that back hand grip on my Rambo, you're defo gon’ make that girly I've ridden in a jailhouse, fist a man up, like how did I make that servery They wonder how I got my [?] and served it, touch road doing up old school serving Ten fiends in the bando, can't [?] T house like [?] All I need is one ching, my bro said I'm forcing it when I twin Man splash it on your place, that's sauce on spill, last thing he saw was my old gold grill I can tell you 'bout the maddest of losses, I really took ones that killed Now I'm at the table with bro and he said he made a quarter mil You know how much I love O, I do it up 'till this cash can’t fold It’s two and a blue up all in there, I really love Pyrex bowls and stoves Two country phones, that's how we do it up and go (Turn, turn, turn, turn, turn) And that’s what you call wash and ware Mob ties like Lucky and Siegel, fuck with the opps then you ain't my people Most my life has been illegal Crack rocks and drills, new day, new sequel Letras de cancionesGot the baddest B in town, the cats same pow as Lethal War, mans ready The clip on the side of the ting, firm grip, man hold it steady You don't wanna see gang hop out the car, violence, mask like Freddie 'Nuff times I see a big man legs turn jelly My lil’ bro Boogie a gunner, he's only 16, he's still a lil' baby Opps can't chat to the gang cah we're all over this beef like crazy My new wap came with a hundred sweets, homeboy, I don't know about savoury If we don't slide with skengs on peds then it might be car, no chasey Bae said she likes that tracky that I bought last week cah it fits me perfect She don't even know that I burnt it, any opp that I got deserved it If it weren't me, H, Kash or Skat, it was from lil' Kermit Only way is O, can't violate us and think we'll firm it Shit gets Messi, no Argentina, on the other side where the grass is greener Get caught when I bun this Nina, that's [?] like a [?] fever How many sweeps have we done on the opp block? Like me and my dargs are cleaners Bet I can't hear no verbal when I turn up like I'm blasting speakers In jail, I was bullying paigons and I got nicking for beefing govs Get man down with the tuna and I don't stop 'till I see his blood I can make a big stake about works that I've mashed and all of it's recent stuff Might see me dressed in Moschino but I ain't spreading no peace and love Mob ties like Lucky and Siegel, fuck with the opps then you ain't my people Most my life has been illegal Crack rocks and drills, new day, new sequel Got the baddest B in town, the cats same pow as Lethal War, mans ready The clip on the side of the ting, firm grip, man hold it steady You don't wanna see gang hop out the car, violence, mask like Freddie 'Nuff times I see a big man legs turn jelly From Letras Mania