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Honda Civ
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Teeway
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I'm a pagan and them boy on me Before I get [?] I put work on the?map?a mali [?] I?got 4s on the map [?] Real?talk, everyone's chatty Until suttin get's crashed like Cali X10 K9, is that you yeah? I lost Lil P, he was close to me We hit the high street and back of the block Them man can't talk or chat on my don Cah over this side been battered a lot Hit OT with pack of the rock And made my ting pop like Jack In The Box P*ssed and mad I lost that pack Hand me change, I'm flagging a shop Polo G, they're cappin' a lot We need a new dots, I'm stackin' a prof' This big war, no flagging a cloth So Blood or Crip, I'm banging it off OT hot like tanning for long We had to make racks off packets of dawg Gun on my side or tropical vibe I'll flog this nine for maximum prof' In the bando with rapid amounts And now the boy dem wan' tackle me down Shout ST, put life in the T One wrong sound, he's backing it out Where's my dad? I'm man of the house I hit the T, I'm planning it out The boy dem gay, want man on the ground And take my skunk weed and batter me down Wild, the armed X5 got hammers The ANPR's tryna take my blood test I took the train and tapped Bro-bro took train when the plan got punctured J said, "teeway, you're up next" I the T way off the ends with the junk heads I flung a six in Plumstead Cats in the Astra pumping dubstep How the f**k does he manage? Just weighing up pack and slanging My bad browning still bagging I stay with max, I'm Stacey Branning The social side love chattings, chattings Slip and predict what happens I love my bro-bro 'nuff So I told him "cut" but he kept on banging And how the f**k does he manage To rap 'bout trap and he got no quids? New plug right but I rung them quick Sh*t, I should've conned a brick They said discount like scholarship 252 in the Honda Civ In April love I was robbin' thick With 252 in the Honda Civ Can't slap on any random man Trident f**k up the gangdem plan No way I can believe them n***as Man just buck up with man then prang Fly this weight, Peter Pan CID's 'round here cah the beaters bang Told bro-bro, "just believe in man" I hope my bro-bro just believe in man Hit Soho with the softest yolo Hit old bro with rust and bones '014, bill up and dojo And pray the popo don't buss this home No, I never loved that pole She beat one time and she had to go F**k, I'm p*ssed that she had to go It's lucky she cheap like baccy though I went and took a loss July It's only September I made it even Do your history check We shifted revs from AM to evening TB dead, can't believe it Mum said, "son, I think you're still grieving" But I hit O with the meanest puff Like, "bro, go check on his breathing" I went and took a loss July And a man can't lie, I was moving lusting I don't know nuttin' 'bout retail working, darling I know 'bout hustling I had the Bieber just in, no fifteen, mazzalina- I'm Febrezing this T, I sleep in this T and this T disgusting How the f**k does he manage? Just weighing up pack and slanging My bad browning still bagging I stay with max, I'm Stacey Branning The social side love chattings, chattings Slip and predict what happens I love my bro-bro 'nuff So I told him "cut" but he kept on banging And how the f**k does he manage To rap 'bout trap and he got no quids? New plug right but I rung them quick Sh*t, I should've conned a brick They said discount like scholarship 252 in the Honda Civ In April love I was robbin' thick With 252 in the Honda Civ K9, is that you yeah? X10
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