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(álbum: 156 - 2018)

Man know
It's that 'n' stuff, what you think this is?

Two straps in the ride like my rucksack, told my young boy go ride, go touch that
Real shit, I only told man one sack, double tap dots, bros haps cause he got man
Six man in a stolen car, blacked out windows got tints
Sawn off stick, no foot chase that's long so my niggas done shots from the whip
Please don't run and please don't lack
Violent goons and serious vats
She thinks I'm cute, she must be mad
Silly dumb bitch must come with a catch
One two step or I militant bop
Bro came through with' the sawn off dots
Talking loads, yeah they're speaking lots
But the kids ducked off when they saw that mop
I'm an N Gang baby, I love my bits
Vigorous goon from the 156
Add that shit, that's still gang bits
No normal jooks, gang turn and twist
How many times on a paigon strip, can't lack creep up like "Hello"
Or how many times did I fly OT, came dark and the crack looked yellow
Serious devils, serious metals, big fuck off blade it's on I
Serious members, violent tempers, no, we don't aim for no thighs
Step correct or get got, the Jakes wanna know what's what
They must be lost
Send out a text one time, "Rice Krispies and Coco Pops"
Let's talk facts
Phone line twerk like Dapps
Running in courts, K-sav
Them man there mad
Ain't been here that's sad, but they're talking loads in their track
See my gang be trigger happy freeze up tense, life's all ments
If we get round there then we do it, them boy left, then hopped them fence

156
RIP Broski
Free everyone
Free the paigons too
That N stuff
Come on
Duhhh!
Couple man got nicked, bust that shit

Couple man got nicked but they bust that shit, road life put trust in your barrister
Get round there quick, no lay lay shit, two shells same size as a canister
If he gives man lip, move cheeky with' it, buck 5 bro just embarrassed ya'
Head down hood tied when the mandem ride, not in sight of a HD camera
And I'm with Big S so don't get stretched
Aim for his back, belly or neck
He woulda been calm if he wore that vest, shit den hit men, his top it got drenched
No need to lie, no need to pretend, they don't let it off they stand there and panic
On a 125 getting opp blocked tonight with' uncs and you know he brang it
Man OT chilling with cats in the dusty flats in [?]
Retaliation gang, when your bros done run but two got hit with a blowtorch
Opps know that the shhh stay local
And no it don't come like theirs
All timid and scared, see the ting come vocal
Man circle your block like Macro
Tried to hit man's hat
Try give my man a mohawk
Better run quick
Tie ya laces, don't trip, got me thinking "Why did he run for?"
Hella man dash so they stay in the block just camp there tryna hear the ting go 'Bloaw'
Came to your strip, bare man duck and dive, hella yutes got pushed to the ground
Man lurk for an IC3
Same time duck CID
If a ting wanna look too hard
Wanna know what she sees in me
Opps know that we season beef
Opps know that they pattern neeks
He held it several times
And he was an older G