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Cheeky Snaps

 

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[PS:]
Like
Suttin like Calboy
All these niggas envy me (for real)
Tryna score points like Currie, hurry
Shoot, I'm the real MVP
6 in the spinna my nigga, I feel like a cowboy you know this deadly
Do like my mate, I wanna fat 8, you know I ain't talking about henny (us, us man)
We met the skengs then buss
Hits all active, been on badness, been putting shanks in guts
Niggas see me and they bang and buck
Still got the man they touch
I done my shank stays tucked
Look how the pack came up

Yeah I lacked innit
They just won't play cah I'm rapping it
As soon as man came round snapping it, innit, me ah just came round slapping it
Didn't even know he was shooting
Lol, that nigga was tapped, innit
Thought he was Mr. Incredible's son, run
I make a man dash, innit

Trapping and trapping, we trapped innit
Bro misused it we bash, innit
Rocks and I'm making rocks, just like my friends, the flake got loffed
I put the flavor's popped, baby I need a flavor warp
I need the trainer lopped, laces you better lace it up (you better)

Yeah I lacked innit
They just won't play cah I'm rapping it
As soon as man came round snapping it, innit, me ah just came round slapping it
Didn't even know he was shooting
Lol, that nigga was tapped, innit
Thought he was Mr. Incredible's son, run
I make a man dash, innit

[Trizzac:]
2 of the 2's to the hammer
I guess you could call that four
Swing that shank till my palm get sore, or
Grab the mop like a chore
You wanna beef me are you Geordie
Now real talk's are you Shore
I'm in an old car sleepers know
Ten ten can't do 3 for a score
I'll slap 3 at these opps, hand ting not no rusty dots
Mad ting if this spin ting pops
Primary if I run this pops
And, free DSqueezo
Nuff sticks but not like chops
Jail, I'm known for tuning songs
13 got put in the box
I hope this flip don't flop, I'm tryna stay me a thousand rocks
With my kitchen knife it's late at night, right now I feel like Fox
The blade goes to my knees, but the handle reaches my top (its long!)
I'm in the back pree just see cops, please, God don't let them come
I swear my opps are a mess, I'm still on their block, they know my address
I got myself a sweet lightie, its a shame I have to go west
Gang be smoking on opps, its nothing to do with stress
I would call this one a checkmate, like have you ever played chess (aah)

[PS:]
Yeah I lacked innit
They just won't play cah I'm rapping it
As soon as man came round snapping it, innit, me ah just came round slapping it
Didn't even know he was shooting
Lol, that nigga was tapped, innit
Thought he was Mr. Incredible's son, run
I make a man dash, innit
Yeah I lacked innit
They just won't play cah I'm rapping it
As soon as man came round snapping it, innit, me ah just came round slapping it
Didn't even know he was shooting
Lol, that nigga was tapped, innit
Thought he was Mr. Incredible's son, run
I make a man dash, innit

Yeah I lacked innit
As soon as man came round snapping it, innit, me ah just came round slapping it
Lol, that nigga was tapped, innit
Thought he was Mr. Incredible's son, run
I make a man dash, innit

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