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Drill Or Be Drilled
Listen We the
fucking guys, CGM Gang shit, Horrid Clap, bow Listen, yo Now I'm off tag and I'm back in Bush Who knows where the
crime rate's heading Can't slide on the
P, that's dumb All you'll see is guns and unlimited cheffings (Ching, ching) Step in the
ride with intention to take man's life Please let me just mention How I
whacked up Mitch in the
jail I
was tryna' cheff pigs, no way, I
ain't fencing Slap two batteries in that pole Aim straight at skulls, that's a
day they're dreading (Pussies) I
hate when I
chef man once, I
done that once, normally it's seven (Trust) More time it's me on the
ped, just rev it See me revving, you know where I'm heading Kweff him, get him, told bro cheff him (Cheff him) No way can they ride on Eleven Turn mans corpse, turn up to his funeral, then piss in the
box No way I'm talking the
ones in the
cubicle (No way) When the
vehicle flipped that was beautiful Bleach that skank, keep that it's usable I
ain't talking 'bout flipping a
coin Tryna hit mans head when I'm on his tail (Tail) If I
got round there, it's murder Why you think I
was on the
wing like Bale? (In Felts) This shotty come oh so long, and it came with unlimited bells Slapped that mash that day, that's at least five man sitting in hell My opps are dead and my friends in jail (Free them) We're winning the
beef, the
opps dem lie for the
fans and girls They jump on tracks, but ain't banged on road I
jump on rap and I
splashed up loads (Splash splash) Bro, on my life I'm real to the
bone Plus he got splashed as a
welcome home (Splash) They're pissed when they see what's under my coat Gliding, nothing but ching or smoke (Bubu) And I
been hearing corn in the
ends It was M-way trips or train to O
And I
got bad B's from O
in Grove The
opps don't learn so we teach them lessons (Lessons lessons) Slip, get peppered, do it with Hunch or Racks, he's reckless G
check yutes on their block, "what you repping?" Man talk last, but first man set it Bro got his face and the
pagan ate it Come to the P
and see how we're stepping (Gang) I'll show man violence, your girls taken, but man still piped it (Badders badders) We're winning the
beef, go on then, tell me I'm lying (Pussy) The
opps in ends slap corn where the
sky is it's frying, slip on your block you're dying Splashed [?] then I
dashed, I
was smiling Opps see me and they panicked, they're frightened (batty) Don't S, I
want me a
K, if I
see you, tryna catch me a M
If you see me in the
club with two shanks up I
was probably looking for dem (I was) I
done rid my time in jail, the
opps still ain't touch none of my friends (Nope) Still kick mans face to the
curb, do it on road like I
done it in pen (Mhmm) And AP's way too itchy, ZK established, violent men (Free 'em) 10 toes in the
[?], but if not it could be old friends (Mhmm) I
ain't got an umbrella like RiRi, I'm getting trap giddy in the
rain Anytime one of them get shaved It's always M'Skum that's getting the
blame (Mhmm) She's liking my style like Harry She already done mans Bruce like Wayne I
could never give no bitch no chase I
break down packs and I
do mad bait (Bait) I
did on my ones in Forces, like Jordans let man take flight (Flight) That's knife concealed on bikes All blacked out in some old school Nike Don't rate what the
internet hype They do it for the
clout, them man they're nerdy (Pussy) Me and Sav gang gang from early Getting rid of all this food no servery DoubleTap that's bro from nursery Bro bro handled the
shotgun proper (Proper) Put things in stuff for a
oppa, nothing but SYM for a
copper You can have 100 corn in that chamber Waps ain't shit if you got no heart Grab on the
whoosh and a
whistle Now it got bite, but it ain't got bark (Bow) I
don't think twice 'bout dirt I
do I
chinged my friend, but that's in the
past (Qway back) I
see more skinners than Bart, rah hop out and dip up your heart Put full faith in a
whip, man double up cash when I
scrap me a
jug (Whip whip) Nothing less than 5
to the
chest If they find this mash I
grip in my palm (Bow) Had me on the
wing like Lennon They step with weapons and got disarmed (Some dickheads) This straight truth I'm telling, them man get pressured Go ask the
guards (Ask them) Two wheels touring the
opp block, coming like Tour de France I
hit the
roads in the
November and I
got like 6
by March With intent when I
swing it, true say drilling ain't hard (No) Nuff jail time, man rid it, bad yute on a
violent path (Trust me) I
got me a
brown skin midget, dick it, grip my dick with acrylics I
just kick back and bill it, chilling, the
verbal ting I
ain't with it (That's long) They're winning the
beef? You're tripping (No) I'm 18 plus still drilling (Trust) Sav'O my bro, my famo, gimmie the
word man go, man drill it (Man kill him) If it's war then it's war The
Lord knows if I
had fast feet Then I
woulda scored about 10 points in Zart Wanna get my crack yellow like Bart I
just lost two guns from my whip Told Lisa and John they ain't getting no spark (No) Put the
rock in the
blade in the
trap When I
shoulda been at home just chilling with my marj (Chilling) Look, CGMK what where? (What where) It woulda been 3, 4
holes in that guy if that prick weren't wearing Moncler (Pussy) I
just done two summers in jail Woulda been fourth that judge were fair (That bitch) Slap that corn in the
crud, don't give no fucks We ain't crashing at air, splash on sight, I
don't stand and stare First night in jail was doing up stress Cell workout, I
was doing up reps Push my blade in his chest Rip that out tryna see what's left, mess Blud how they think they're bad? Oi big man ting, don't get man vexed (No) Last time J
Sav had to hop out He hopped back in with blood on his creps (Blood) Had my whole car full up with weapons Trust me bro, I
don't know about tension (No way) Who's that? What's that? Stop this car Lemme jump out quick and check him (Who's that) Was pissed when I
got myself bagged Had five-o asking man 21 questions And a
lot of man claim they got heart On the
ride along they're funny like Kevin (Bitches)
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