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Still drillin', no kiddin' It's bait cah they know who's winnin' Got red teeth but we don't do fillin' Grip two shanks in the ride, I'm twinnin' Oppose us and they know I'm grinnin' Why do I go to my knees and pray right now since I can't stop sinnin'? (No) And we still go where they're chillin' Me and C, that's broad day glidin' (Broad day) No smoke, then it's rambos twinnin' We don't cut thru' the block, we spin it (Spin it) Really tryna smoke man bait Leave no trace, then it's back to the kitchen, wraps and figures (Jugg) No cap when I rap 'bout drillings (No cap) Don't talk on the net when your heart ain't in it Everybody bad, everybody on me (On me) Tryna out one, circle that one Do it with a dots or with a handie Put it on my pops, I'll do it gladly Broad day, on the mains or on a backstreet (Backstreet) Brudda show me where they at, do it for the family Free all the opps, nobody at me (Free 'em up) Smoky, smoky Everybody bad till their boy turn pack And you gotta get back for your homies Still got packs for a dope king Swing my shank or rise that wap (Swing it) Christian or akhs, still leave a boy holy (Swing my shank or rise that wap Christian or akhs, still leave a boy holy) Me and bro done too much things (Too much) Can't count all the times we've been On the opp block with the dots inside Scoreboard talks are all about wins (Gang) I pray 'cause I know I sin (Sin) Astagfirullah, got a mop in the car When I clean I embrace my djinns (Gang) Couple opps that are dead and buried And they know that it's done by us (Us) You don't wanna f**k with this one here Was 8 when I first saw blood Those that still wanna throw this slug (Brap) You really ain't on nuttin' My man's still tryna prove he's bad I've been tryna find out: which one am I first to stab? (Which one?) There's really no inbetweeners Don't care if you're football friends Cah I've been runnin' out all these geezers But who you got on your weapon? (Who?) Everything gang, everywhere 7 Don't care who you are, got bells for your darrg And we still go there for no reason (No reason) No order Please don't cross this border, woody or water Yes, if suttin' got bored up, suttin' got corned up (Gang) Bro just stepped out the cage intense surprise, still takin' orders Rake that corn, now trap on pores Take that corn and don't be stupid, your life could lose it (Stupid) Bloodstains on my knife from a student (Kway back) Chest shot gang, protect your chest One shot and a boy ain't movin' (Dead up) They know how it gets Tryna put one in the head Keep up the revs Gotta creep up on these neeks when I step Cah more time they see us they jet
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