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The MAC kicks back like a stoner My n***a to the right will box man like he's Broner Fifteen, you was doing up science I had the maggie in my marge house like I was Homer Thank God for corona Cause we can drive round masked up without getting one look Didn't know we had the big wap tucked Look down, oh sh*t, look the clip's got a boner I'm a loner, I've already told you One revolver and that's the problem solver I got the strap from an older when I was just a younger Now I'm older, course I give my strally to my soldiеr The roads are cold and keep getting coldеr N***as are old and they keep getting older Ain't getting no younger I'll jump out the car, cowabunga I don't f**k with him cause he's a scaremonger N***as know I stay strapped cause it's crazy in the dunya My little n***a's tapped, he's brazy, might bun you N***as doing up slavery cause of hunger I know a little punter, he was scheming on a girl from by mine She was cool, she only sold bags of weed She gave him a three for fifty and he still stung her What a punter, this is what I'm saying bout the hunger Try and rob me I'll slap one in your jumper, no cap Come at me, you better have a big strap Cause me without a strap's straight cap and n***as know that Come dressed in all black like I'm Kodak Caught him on a Thursday like a throwback And bussed half the clip and nearly left him toe-tagged Told the driver "Keep moving before you get us both bagged" No lacking, a big forty-four's what I'm packing And any time of day I'll get it cracking, real talk You'll get jacked like that n***a with the beanstalk He thinks he's sick because he's got some mean walk Until we give the team a quick team talk This n***a end up getting jacked And didn't even know he'd been stalked Been raw, you've never been in a war You've never seen a nina leave a teen on the floor I've been active, I used to walk round with the matic Cause tryna shoot the shotty, I'd have done a backflip I was that small, yeah I was that small How many times have I been in a yard And feds have tried to come through? I've had to hit the back door Got me doing back gardens, trying not to catch a four Ever been chased by a fed and his legs are so long You think you're deffo getting caught? Every two steps he takes, I take four I'm like "Rah I thought I was tall, this n***a makes me feel small" I've smoked three feds and feeling like I'm gonna four But I'm like a Yank shopping and I'm running through them all Got me hiding by cars, I'm tryna crawl My phone died, I just about made the call I had to phone man to get me, had nothing left in me Cause Merseyside Police, they had me hiding in the bin G The sh*t you do when situations get sticky But I'm hopping in the bin before they nick me, gone quickly I think straight in the heat of the moment I've been in this bin for five minutes, I can hear more units Think I'm waiting for the dogs to come sniff me I'm hopping out the bin, I'm all sticky Plus I keep a big stick with me for the man that try and stick me Spin round your block while the strap's got a stiffy I'm shooting anybody looking iffy And anybody that touches us, I'll put them in a spliff I slap tracks plus I snatch packs And slap straps at n***as who think they're Mad Max When the MAC claps, n***as be going for mad naps Abdominal pain and bad backs When I grab that, then whack that and then dash that Strap lift him up in the air like hazmat And now his back's snapped He was talking all sh*t on the net But when I seen him in person he backtracked I smoke mad packs, provoke and that's that No joke, I'm giving out smoke and that's facts Go ask, I turn up at doors in black masks Don't be thinking sh*t's changed cause of rap On your first lockdown when you was quarantining with your fam I was tryna clip certain man, point blank Tried to slap the ting at his chest It's like God saved us both cause it jammed three times Free Tia, I can't wait till he lands Big plans, even in the pen he makes big bands Plus for big bands, got man ready to clip man So don't be thinking you're the big man Cause get proper peak, sh*t can Got bones like Dale Cregan So I don't think we should be beefing I remember squeezing, thinking "I don't want this to lock" I was moving like Seaman, I was saving the shot Just in case it got peak, man ran up on me letting off Real talk I had to laugh, the shots were so wack I thought the n***a was a bot Babies, I had to put them n***as in a cot Use a Isomax when you're doing your crops Cause my n***as sniff sh*t like some dogs and it'll ruin your crops Take all your plants out your pots Good job you weren't hung Cause they were strapped with the dots We was licking speeds, got flashed on the mock Got n***as that take points so we just laughed that sh*t off Feds on our back but they ain't catching a cough Had my brudda O.T. while I was batching 'em off Tell me have you ever been slapped with the Glock? Pu**y, bet you stood up and gra**ed in the dock Trust me, I could never chat to a cop The only copper that I trust's getting slapped in the Glock If rap don't work then it's back to the block full time See me whipping past on the dot Full nine, officer don't ask me to stop This ain't no routine, don't think I never seen That you seen me whipping like my last name was Block But when you caught up I'm in the pa** with a thot Houdini, John Cena, you didn't see me He reckons that he did and now I'm screaming "Free me" Feds know I be driving illegal How many times have I flew down the ave And feds on the other side have watched me do a Vin Diesel? Tried bouncing it and got smoked like some Regal We fly birds like we've got some pet seagulls And any whip we plate ain't diesel The twelve gauge will have 'em looking like a case of the measles But to cure this there's no needle I'm moving like a steeple, I'm always on point I'm that n***a that you always see rolling a joint Mr Flavour Flavour, the weed's still waking the neighbours And n***a I ain't doing any favours I'm on a barber ting, I've got precision with the shavers So if I whip it out it gets dangerous, I'm dangerous and famous You don't wanna see me with a stainless Cause trust man are shooters like Dezzy Bayliss for real
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