Don't be talking this badness, insert my blade where you're breathing (Ahh) When the shotgun barked in your block, it was Jigga J that done squeezed it (Bow, bow, bow) I'll stain up anyone's gwop, I don't give a toss, I don't need a reason (I don't) Rise that rusty mop and bang off the dots, leave a fuckboy bleeding (Bow, bow) Yo, fuck a quadruple stabbing, should've been a quadruple M If I rise and tan it, I'm aiming high, tryna leave man dead (Dead up) Or I'll splash man down bait face, I don't give a toss, I'm tapped in the head (I'm tapped) And if I hear you protect your chest I'll back out my shank, dip man's head Fuck a ballistic vest (You know) We run Haringey map Why you lying in tracks, who you tryna impress? (Who?) He'd still be alive right now if the fuckboy moved a bit to the left (Ahh) Are you taking the piss? Gang got you and your friend, how the fuck can you flex in vids? (How?) [Verse 2: MLoose] I'm due to be scoring goals in the pitch, instead I'm scoring on your friends Like this shit just don't make sense, 'cah I still see non-stop verbal from dem (Hella chatter) Don't wanna see Joobie arm extend, bro splashed that faggot and he's been bent (He did) And Times 1 let off that skeng You're lucky that Ramz ain't in the benz like the rest of these gems (These pussies) New pack in the air, just bill that up (Bill it) No petty in the ped, just fill that up (Fill it) Bro lean out the ride and drill that up (Drill it) Now all these bad B's wan' chill with us (Bow) One time paigons thought they could ride But these dickheads got bagged on the glide I find that funny 'cause all the mandem roll back like DV's eyes (Haha) I didn't need to take the piss (Piss) But your friend's resting in piss (He is) The other one is in my riz And the other one getting moved on the strip Straight cash, that's great business No ticks, me, I love this shit Now we put P's to our corn in clips So we're ready to drill these pricks (Bow) L when I bang that, hold that steady (Hold that) The corn come live like Insta' The old corn come live like Peri I've been in the trap already Two for 15 and three for 20 And the drills I've done so deadly (Yuck, yuck) But don't ask for my age, R Kelly And if you ever knew my age, I'll bet you change how you think (You will) You ask me how he got chinged but I can't say that, put my life at risk (I can't) And not 'cah the boys in green, for the boys in blue when they pree this whip And if they try spin, that's it Bro on the gas, he's letting it rip And how could he say I don't drill? Age sixteen, put four on the chings Bro bro put six in the spin We rise up mops, put two in the dings And if you wanna chill with them Make sure you don't run out of breath And they never back their bro If they buck into gang, start running instead And right now, I can't be no runner Not long ago I was running the pebs And I can never run from them If you see me on toes, I was running from feds And if it's feds, move just like them I'll do it in secs and hop that fence (I will) Mum asked me how my life's so ments She raised me better, it don't make sense Now mum wanna talk on things, I was fifteen old with a 15 inch (Big one) But she never knew that shit and I had to call mum when I first got nicked (I did) I was sitting in cells damn pissed NFA, buss case real quick (Bussed that) And the life I live is not lit, but I was making my way downtown, white chicks
Aye listen It’s mad round here in the fuckin six U know 65 run the strips Late night trips with the ramz on hips Everyone knows 60 ain’t on piss Don’t get me started about 66 We bucked your guys and you fuckin chipped Shh got dipped not talking chips U ain’t got shit on us you pricks I remember that night so clear My mans eyes were full of fear Then in slashed that fuckers ear Hop on the 125 put that shit into fuckin gear and I wonder why man diss appeared Lemme just get this straight Bidzys boys chipped he was a state And Bzedz got fuckin chased How’s he gonna chat on gang When he got fuckin banged And jaiden Whitby got slammed
This is the spookiest drill beat ever made
Just can’t stop listening to this man 💯🔥
Don't be talking this badness, insert my blade where you're breathing (Ahh)
When the shotgun barked in your block, it was Jigga J that done squeezed it (Bow, bow, bow)
I'll stain up anyone's gwop, I don't give a toss, I don't need a reason (I don't)
Rise that rusty mop and bang off the dots, leave a fuckboy bleeding (Bow, bow)
Yo, fuck a quadruple stabbing, should've been a quadruple M
If I rise and tan it, I'm aiming high, tryna leave man dead (Dead up)
Or I'll splash man down bait face, I don't give a toss, I'm tapped in the head (I'm tapped)
And if I hear you protect your chest
I'll back out my shank, dip man's head
Fuck a ballistic vest (You know)
We run Haringey map
Why you lying in tracks, who you tryna impress? (Who?)
He'd still be alive right now if the fuckboy moved a bit to the left (Ahh)
Are you taking the piss?
Gang got you and your friend, how the fuck can you flex in vids? (How?)
[Verse 2: MLoose]
I'm due to be scoring goals in the pitch, instead I'm scoring on your friends
Like this shit just don't make sense, 'cah I still see non-stop verbal from dem (Hella chatter)
Don't wanna see Joobie arm extend, bro splashed that faggot and he's been bent (He did)
And Times 1 let off that skeng
You're lucky that Ramz ain't in the benz like the rest of these gems (These pussies)
New pack in the air, just bill that up (Bill it)
No petty in the ped, just fill that up (Fill it)
Bro lean out the ride and drill that up (Drill it)
Now all these bad B's wan' chill with us (Bow)
One time paigons thought they could ride
But these dickheads got bagged on the glide
I find that funny 'cause all the mandem roll back like DV's eyes (Haha)
I didn't need to take the piss (Piss)
But your friend's resting in piss (He is)
The other one is in my riz
And the other one getting moved on the strip
Straight cash, that's great business
No ticks, me, I love this shit
Now we put P's to our corn in clips
So we're ready to drill these pricks (Bow)
L when I bang that, hold that steady (Hold that)
The corn come live like Insta'
The old corn come live like Peri
I've been in the trap already
Two for 15 and three for 20
And the drills I've done so deadly (Yuck, yuck)
But don't ask for my age, R Kelly
And if you ever knew my age, I'll bet you change how you think (You will)
You ask me how he got chinged but I can't say that, put my life at risk (I can't)
And not 'cah the boys in green, for the boys in blue when they pree this whip
And if they try spin, that's it
Bro on the gas, he's letting it rip
And how could he say I don't drill?
Age sixteen, put four on the chings
Bro bro put six in the spin
We rise up mops, put two in the dings
And if you wanna chill with them
Make sure you don't run out of breath
And they never back their bro
If they buck into gang, start running instead
And right now, I can't be no runner
Not long ago I was running the pebs
And I can never run from them
If you see me on toes, I was running from feds
And if it's feds, move just like them
I'll do it in secs and hop that fence (I will)
Mum asked me how my life's so ments
She raised me better, it don't make sense
Now mum wanna talk on things, I was fifteen old with a 15 inch (Big one)
But she never knew that shit and I had to call mum when I first got nicked (I did)
I was sitting in cells damn pissed
NFA, buss case real quick (Bussed that)
And the life I live is not lit, but I was making my way downtown, white chicks
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Aye listen
It’s mad round here in the fuckin six
U know 65 run the strips
Late night trips with the ramz on hips
Everyone knows 60 ain’t on piss
Don’t get me started about 66
We bucked your guys and you fuckin chipped
Shh got dipped not talking chips
U ain’t got shit on us you pricks
I remember that night so clear
My mans eyes were full of fear
Then in slashed that fuckers ear
Hop on the 125 put that shit into fuckin gear
and I wonder why man diss appeared
Lemme just get this straight
Bidzys boys chipped he was a state
And Bzedz got fuckin chased
How’s he gonna chat on gang
When he got fuckin banged
And jaiden Whitby got slammed