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Groundworks Cypher 2020
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Yo, yo, yo, it's your boy Denz and Renz Listen, we got the 2020 Groundworks Cypher, yeah It's about to be a movie What you tellin' me Renz? Let's go my bro "It's your boy Potter Payper, right now you're locked into the Groundworks 2020 Cypher" "Yo yo yo it's Hunchollini Aka M Huncho, and you're locked into the Groundworks Cypher 2020 Big up Groundworks" It's like everyone's beefing the 9, I'm baffled Beat him off with a brush, no basil If you got beef with my block, let's battle?, I'm rattled Opp block trip with a shank with my hip, on the stations a blade in my ankle I got flicks and waps and I wave when I'm dodging them jakes, no case I'm thankful This white boy said hе wants cocaine so I bought Air 1s and I got some ? Pull up with the yard with tree ? so thе weed I'm grabbing a handful and my jacks man rise with with a chinger ? and a whip that's manual You got touched but you claim you're a driller You don't want smoke you're cancelled Woosh, Woosh Cancelled, said you don't want smoke you're cancelled Upsah, I'm with the white pebs like ? My 9 boys too lit like candles Any problems with us ? Dice man up with the steel no bangles I said dice man up with the steel no bangles I don't even like rapping But I really brought me a mop I don't even like rap, fat sh*t made me hot It's too late to turn back So I rap, though why not Trap got me a strap, cats got me a dots Same spot had Febreze I had white, I had B I had sweets, don't sleep Two phones can't beat I don't even like drill, because my head's hot And I'm cooling I just beat case be a case They only let me out in the morning I don't like drill no more its tired Cah bare man liars If you lot saw my priors You'd call me Michael Myers I went round there on bikes Something got punctured and it weren't my tyres And you ain't seen waps get hired And then in the blink of an eye get fired Just put plates and always get preparing Jump out pop doors, not caring If I wear jeans they slim fits On the glides them jeans are flaring Put two in the dots, stays paring One red, one green One each tried slap both make them compare it Hella caps for the opps Peak, anytime we make an appearance They got hella chat for the cops Details in van what they're sharing Don't think out loud Tryna turn his head red like ? It's peak cause the teeth don't fit But it will if man pushed ? Bootings out of these boot cuts They ain't shootings, them man are shoeless Lurk so long, mans due a rest Them man aren't there, them man on a jurors And anybody wouldn't try to throw their two pence They're tryna overwhelm fellow against movement Ask D****e why he poked me, I tried poke him But the shank never went in It started bending, I got me a next ting Come on lets go fencing I got poked, but I poked up **** I swing my shank I can't throw no punch On the phone to Hunch those [?] headed those spins at lunch I'm in the marsh no football pitch Tryna violate, I got my shank for Digs Just got a drop, there's an opp in the wing No Ella Mai ting but my guys took a trip The bando's TT, gets dished Let it lock, then the excess get rinsed There's latex, we leave no prints I'm in love with the rocks but the trap house stinks On the road my mash was a handgun On the wing my mash was a Samsung On the three's no vest but they score, Iniesta Three shanks gone, what a mad run Skin out your pum pum last pass When free press come through the door I'm nice My cell mate went through freeflow left me on my own So I crashed off twice I'm p*ssed cause the spin boys With paranoia I spent 2 days on the wing with my lawyer There's a smartphone in the Zanco On the landing ? like Neuer Grip my chef in the wing, chilling with soya A Mali bredrin on the wing Got me screaming out "warya warya" I'm a warrior, samurai ting when I bop round Pop smoke when I pop round I got trees on lockdown Had to be put enough weed so the crops Get chopped down It's a mix of both in the ? In the B that's gone now It was gyally on me Now a fellow on me For sh*t VD, I'm gone now It's a ? Bro just called me a jail cat f**king hell man felt that ID cards go fast man sell that, wrote three nights Now bro got that Can't spark too much gas in my cell flat Good for my [?], still held that One in each hand, now I'm swingin' my left foot chest cah the right one dealt that Im fresh, back and im better So whos gettin put on a sweater ? If slap this dotty and hit my target I still got 1 extra Make bine, fly out the nine Spill some heinz if i can't ketchup How many yutes been cheffed up Thats multiple stab wound stressed up n***as want chat bout gang, but its afghanistan, when we pull up and crash it None of them man are on badness Bro wind down the window and bang it My little bro died with blood on his knife, thats a honorable death for a savage 2 in the neck, 3 in the chest We dont do normal stabbins Splish, splash, big facts More time its corn thats crashin I was so pattend in the [?] had a kitchen in my spot, i was tryna get a wap in 2 [?] was matchin I done about 98 slappins Ive spent atleast 37 quid on burners, daughters life i ain't cappin Cooking up the [?] then its proper Chromey, copper Couldn't give a f**k about a coper, fling this corn at a pig or a opper Straps out the army 98s bring the straps to the party The Tech cost more than your car key No safety, one in the head Gasoline Gasoline I pull up on them They show man speed **** ran with anger Indurance Police Theyre screamin out "please" Wet man down, dont give man grief Double S, tally we the dream team Shotty come long like yao ming Bad B she bruck it, she a barbie Come thru, cuz im horny Side jug All morning Bark it Reverse it and spark Dont stop till you hit the target Bro clart it New Handy shoot 2 at a time, gang got down 2 in a night Gang hop out on [?], opp block start ruining lifes I chinged up a opp and i watched him die, how the f**k did he get revived ? Lil bro caught a m and he died in pen sh*t turned me cold inside Keep a hammer and a pack for the action Billy from the holly im packin Never lackin, i will do the madting, run up in your mumsies house with the mac in Can't live my life thats no way No gloves, no bally but i still came A man can't tell me bout gunplay I done 3 shootins in 1 day I got the stick in the back of the range Buss the door let it rain Whippin and flippin a brick of the caine I called the plug and he came Step on induction, they screamin my name, i treat the wing like a stage Step on your face like i step on the [?] ain't tryna f**k up the [?] I don't talk much, I done laps The school close, I done trap In maths, phone on my lap And tap, slip with my strap Seven days in that trap Eight get paid off that pack I could be home with my Julie Instead I'm runnin' down movies See a wap, popped to Rudy Got 2 P for your Gucci Real street boy before rap In 2010 they all knew me I need two homes for this pack One for cats, one for cash I brought a gun to a shooter Before I brought Ps to the jeweller Mazza, I'm back for good They wanna know why I ain't in the hood Half of b and 9 of buj Got me livin' just like I should I know he wants to leave his friend I can see it in his eyes and he knows he should Back this wap on yutes, do drills, no clues And they wonder why we drill their friend Bro just tapped it close range Plus two shavers, you ran out of luck Got down ---, should've firmed this ching And bro grabbed him and kicked him, i did him How many man turn victim? Got chings to complete this mission f**kin' victim I'm a stalkin' villain Don't call on my phone askin' me "who did it?" I'm smokin' on Carna, sippin' on Nippon I'm feelin' dizzy Must be DD, or cheddar, or error It's whatever I smoke Latts, chase Stabbz Saw Mogz, made him crash Man know me, I'm bad I try ching Rabba but the pussio dashed Racks on this blower Ain’t that jakes in my rear view? On smoke, sh*t let me keep my composure Jakes on my boys for drillings and stuff f**k gotta switch this motor I might have to switch my pattern Can’t stop trappin’ Waze for the map it’s waps for the madness Still get it gone if it’s average could’ve been early when the mandem ran in Big whips for the crashin’, could end up flattened Big batty gyal are bruckin’ it up, I might have to leave my handprint Could get that call when it’s time for duty Rapid response for gang ain’t campers
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