Correction Paroles Straight Facts par 2Smokeyy

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It's M6, baby
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AGB, we roll with guns
Give us the drop, and we're turning up
This verbal abuse, it ain't hurting us
If I buck a paigon, I will disappoint his mum
Bait day bootings, late night splashings, broad day a**a**in
More time I lean out the ride and bang it
I'll pop them doors, I'm slow, but Suspect's rapid
I'm nutty, I'll creep in Peck with a bulgy hand ting
I don't wanna hear about Chinx
Why? 'Cah Hitman already splashed him
So let's get into detail, we got toxic pouring up Henny
And I don't wanna hear about Psycho, Yevz done put that shank in his belly
And everyone knows where the gang be, we left two of them yutes on telly
I was in jail when Culprit got droppеd, I had to laugh about that with my celly
And I remembеr that day so clear, I see man run and skeet
I slapped my mash and they done the dash and I peddled back to AG
So don't chat smack to me, if Dottz was alive he'll vouch for me
I had a .38 at age 18, so don't chat to me about hammers, G
I remember that day so clear, I seen man run and skeet
I slapped my mash and they done the dash and I peddle back to AG
Okay, let me just speak some facts
'Cause he got packed and he got packed and all now they ain't rid back
Man, I swear they do it for the snap
I couldn't care less about Camden, Drills done bored up half their batch
Man done seen a paigon spazz, collapse, run out of breath, khalas
Free up the gang, my bredrins, all now they ain't touched my 7's
Done seen a man get splashed, sent heaven
Metal to the neck, I ain't talking necklace
Get nicked, Hollyoaks, Eastenders
Jakes know I don’t answer questions
Do that remand time, ride that sentence
Buss that case but nuttin' but blessings
And Psycho far from a psycho, I'm a real definition of a psycho
Belly got chinged, nuttin' like lipo
He got wet, but nuttin' like lido
Round here we don't dance like Fivio
Still pop smoke on anyone's block
Send me the addy, you know I'mma slide
Step in the 5, everyone gone
We done put redrum in the box, it's the same way that man got down Deetz
It's the same way that man got down Tox
How many times I bored these opps?
No way can they call this even
Still hit the T, gotta bag these dots
Just got a call from Jack and Stevens
Said he want six for the TT rocks
Licked-lick shots anyone's block, and I'll still chef him out of his sock
Opps see me, didn't think twice, didn't think twice got put in a box
.9 in the 5, let me rise that tool
Ay, brother, don't think you're cool
Anything P or C get K'd
There's still hot shells for a Crescent fool
I don't play games, you hide, I seek
But I still get through when I peekaboo
Crept up for the headshot, point blank range
I was really tryna pack that yute
Then he turned round, what the f**k is a bissin'?
No way would a man be about
'Cah the gang sent down like a few of their goons
The opp thots don't like, they hate us
'Cah we packed off like a few of their boos
I don't care if a ting got boobies
Chillin' round them, shell a barbie too
Smokey like barbecue
Ay, bro-bro, roll that zoot
Me I don't smoke, but I'll spark that yute
Nah, f**k that, my man's dead
Come like lem' with a flavoured zoot
Murder, murder, bill that up
In the air, it's murder fumes
Or I might shave him to tame him
Intensive care and hospital tubes
I don't know how they talk on the mandem
When the man there talk to the ralis
Hoe, long barbie barbie, blocka baby, I don't party
Hold this shotty shotty, might be a wap or it might be Charli
Baddest B like Cardi, bruck that down like girl in Carni'
Step round there, fill it up with lead
How we beefing neeks and plebs?
It's been straight KO's, ask four V9's, juice spilled from unknown gems
You can get your neck, back and chest
I got my arm out so my arm can't rest
And the Jakes done took my friends
So I'm on the opp block now my corners stretch
You got bandits sitting on wings, that's a little bit more than tense
Violate, I'm a big man and this big man here does more than drench
Crumbs in the pyrex got me fishing and the other side getting kitchens
Mum knows when her knives went missing, I started twinning in mumzy's kitchen
Let me get one inkling, get round there in the ding dong whizzing
A**a**inate victims, hide in your house if you ain't on swimming
My opps ain't ever had a backbone cause they ain't been or seen what I'm living
The last one see or be what I'm living
He got killed, now he's feeling different

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