Correction Paroles What You Know par ONEFOUR

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Ayy, yeah, free my team
ONEFOUR, ONEFOUR
Free JM, free Freddy
Free Lebby, free connects, ayy

Only share field with the hitters I start with (Start with)
The hitters that have me 'til death (Yeah)
Leaving a mark on an opp when we charge him
If we get got from the cops, no regrets
Cuz, don't talk to me about work rate
Cuz, don't talk to me about beef (Don't talk)
I've done treks for days with my brothers
I've done left an opp on the streets
Feds come question me about cases
But around here, my team, they don't sing (Pu**y)
No informants here on my ends (Nah)
Nah, leave the talking up to my ching (Ching)
Wanna get nervous, wanna get shifty
I get the damage done with my shiv
When I got my lads gripping the flicky
Black tracksuit, we're doing our ting
Pu**y, move along, you ain't none (None)
They talk a lot about guns (What?)
Stay in your place, got no time for a HS
Tell me when you want some
Celly14 from the Western Sydney
Riding with boys, what you test is risky (Risky)
Gee'd up and the rest be fishy
Contagious, man, I left them itchy
When I scull that liquor
Lekks is a man I see in mirror (Ayy, ayy)
Twitching up and not giving f**ks
When we shivin' c**ts, I'm a ONEFOUR twister (Twist)
My position is vicious, got stuck in the game
Kitchen be missing, it's tucked in my waist
B*t*hes get st**ches and back off the head
'Cause that scar on his skin will remember my name (Yeah)
F**k, lad
You shoulda seen how he was bleeding out
Covered in red, but I cheffed him again
'Cause his man backed off when he needed help
Dripping blood from his body like he was donating to Red Cross
Pull out my shank and then jet off
Pull out my shank and then jet off

What d'you know about hopping the fences?
What d'you know about dodging offences?
What d'you know about being a soldier
And holding your own in the opposite trenches?
What d'you know about hopping the fences?
What d'you know about dodging offences?
What d'you know about being a soldier
And holding your own in the opposite trenches?
(What d'you know about that?)
It's ONEFOUR from that 27 (ONEFOUR, ONEFOUR)
If it ain't a blade, I got plenty weapons
Paramedics for any steppin' (Ayy)
We in and out, it's done in a second
But who want beef? (Who?)
Only time we seen them opps on street (Huh)
Is when they trip then sleep (Leave him)
Head, shoulders, chest and neck
Cuz, I don't go for knees (Nah)
Cuz, I don't ring police (No way)
Covered in blades like chefs
So I handle my beef, so I handle my beef
And I don't know where they chat and run (Huh)
Run amok, we just having fun
Ain't nothing much and we ram it, cuz
Ain't nothing much and we (Nothing), ching
Ayy, have you run around and we ching it
No remorse when we swing it
Guaranteed if I grip it, then it's going right in him, ayy

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