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If you do not wish to receive this call, please hang up now This call is originating from the (Gotcha) correctional complex It's Cellyonefour from the Western Sydney Up in remand on that lockdown Free Freddy, free Lepi, free Me, free Rondo Free Justin, free Zefs, free the Seventy, free the ONEFOUR Soon home JM, I?m a ONEFOUR veteran Boss of my hood 'cause I back my section (I will) When I met the streets and slapped that thing Lad, I knew I found my obsession Had me running the ball, no question Swear any opp I saw, I pressed him Either Cell, YP or Lekks Couldn?t leave his chest without no injection ONEFOUR, we?ve been puttin' in work Since knee high, them days on the curb Now I?m proud to say to this day forward That the Seven put a opp on his shirt (He did) Just fill up the car and urch Got things on hips, watch opps disperse I back my shank and you pull yours And see who will take off first (Who?) Don?t whinge and cry Like MizorMac, go grip and ride Have your team all wet and wild Right when my crew bring clips and slide Wanna talk them clips? Then try (Try) This is a different side You boys just b*t*h and hide Come out and ride for your friend 'Cause someone got dipped and shh Someone got dipped and shh (Hmm) Get down when I grip that steel Hands up when I bring that hammer (Hands up) Come through when I pull that ching Have your head face down like a South West ganga ONEFOUR, we ain?t got no manners Only if you test my crew If you ain't a part of this beef and you wanna talk sh*t You can get some too See me eating well Pulled out my ching for my show and tell (Ching) Call me Festus when you hear the bell I?ll be wrecking opps like I'm Wreck-It-Ralph We on the block, so there ain?t no fouls I?ll be scoring points when I kick 'em out I?m on the road and it?s getting loud When you see me approach, take another route I?m on the high from the ganja My sticky can put you down under These opps are broke, can't affiliate They're the types to go half on a bumper The coca got me feeling jumpy Rolled the dice and got stuck in Jumanji Getting triple digits like I?m Scottie Pippen Whippin' in the kitchen, Gordon Ramsay Ooh, know that I?m down for the two-double-seven-O Die for my set, you already know Knocking them down like they?re dominoes (Knock them down) I know that they know that Spenny?s about to blow All of my dubs comin' in a row But I?m still writing raps on my broken phone Retaliation is a must Ain?t no maybe, ifs or buts (Nah) We took numerous trips 'round there But lad, that's somethin' I can?t discuss (No way) I don?t wanna end up in cuffs (Ugh) We heartless, wrong or right Regardless, yeah, I'ma back my blood Shh got got and he left his uzzo Sh*t, and he?s still out talking tough (Hah) They don?t know about taking risks Them big lads, they made for this We invest in shanks and shivs And if there?s beef, we taking trips I can?t call them opps Lad, we beefing flops I got friends, looking at ten You watched yours gettin' put in a box (Put in a box) Who wants smoke? (Who?) They don?t want smoke Trust me, mothers, them boys ain?t ready Twenty-one what? But one got knocked Ha, I guess that makes them twenty Free up Freddy and Lebs (Free 'em) Plus my coey Deacon Chef Making moves while them boys follow Playing these games like Simon says They call me Chingy Not 'cause of the way I squint my eyes (Aye, aye) When things get iffy Then I?m known to wave and just swing my knife (Ching, ching) When it goes in 'em Then I push the blade a few, few more times (I push it) Two-seven drill 'em Them boys victims, they don?t ride, just b*t*h and lie (Haha) We twist up while them boys just dancing Strictly shiv and shankin' (Ching) Push that sword like captain Step on deck and plank 'em Too much talk, but no action They came for women, I?m not here romancin' (No way) I?ll use anything just to get the win I don?t take no chances (Aye) Don?t step on the field 'cause weapons of steel Are used to play this game (Don't step, don't step) Don?t be leaving your home 'cause set in the stone Is where you?ll see your name If I lack when I?m out then I?ll stomp till I see his brains Leave these pavements stains I?ll do it again and again Do it again and again (Hmm, hmm) That?s reckless shivings If it?s done by me, cell, b-do YP Then lad, there ain't no difference (Nah) Don?t pull out for decoration This thing goes all in 'em That?s vicious drillin's, opposite Victims out on a mission Souls go missin' I love just f**kin' twistin'
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