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(Trizzlaa)
Trizzla I'm a badman, I rep Black Gang, like suitcase we get them packed
I chinged his chest, LV got his back
Man backed that toy and the box got jacked
In dingers with ballies and triggers we happy
Opps get dropped and that's points stacked
How they ride in packs and still get packed?
No piñata but he done got whacked
I don't even care if the opps got waps
Cause they ain't got any balls or heart
Bruce just slinged that shot like Bart then set up shop like the Kwik-E-Mart
Pull up with Kenz or pull up with Denz
You know wе'll rip any opp apart (Pull and smash him)
I know that they think that the gang are smart
But somеhow they don't know who's in the car

(It's LR baby, it's LR boo)
Any opp get spot we gotta kill him
Rip till my shank's on flesh bro said that I'm tapped cah I kept on digging
I don't wanna hear "under arrest"
But I always get hungry, I gotta go fishing
If my rambo goes in your chest you ain't gotta go seaside here you're swimming
Listen, say you're on me, best jukk it
Dots came long turned that to a snippet
Best know P's nuts no picnic
We're calling the opps them dishes cah we gotta ride on them and rinse it
Don't be a friend of a paigon
If he's a friend of a target erase him
Back it and slap or I wave and shave him
Paul got shanked even got his place filled
Between me and Max, how much man got put on this blade?
If I add Denz we're talkin' triple
Could be a case I'd rather not say
Aim, slapped it in seconds we sent man heaven it weren't no game
Can't restart, heartbeat gone
Should've stayed inside not came out and played
Pushbike, Rover, Audi scream out "lowe me" you're still gettin' bun
Had some intel, krept out nicely
Ran in a pub, should've knew he was dumb
He's on Insta screaming "Snoop"
Played in the field then cleaned my boots
Traumatised that screw ain't loose
Popped round the corner like peakaboo

Back it out, slap it out
Short but I'll bang like Pacquiao
Man just ping it or ching it
If I ain't did it I'll still bring baccy out
Cah it was probably Hitsquad baby
Hitsquad crazy, rip man's jacket out
You don't wanna see my bally out
Or that strally out, cah I'm gonna shoot it
That's one thing 'bout me
P and the lightie we onsight G
Then I fly out I hit OT
*** he do a hit so clean
*** do up a prick so mean
Look at them scores, oh please
We make 'em lean like they sip codeine (Lean and bleed oh sh*t oh sh*t)
Me and Lil R riding around on peds
Tryna find out who wants to hold this smoke
Wap in my right hand ramz on my leg
Suttin' getting cheffed if the wap does choke
GB's to the chest and you back this smoke
And then back the smoke like whoa
In the passenger side of the ride with Socz
Look, jump out, ying it and go
It's f**ked never have I dug up a grave
But I've been digging up bones (splash splash)
I'm down for the cause so I'm picking up things, I ain't picking up phones (no way)
My n***a's locked in a cage
Pain, I know that he's thinking of home (Free the guys)
Your n***a dropped in a grave
They smoked in Zone and they're getting me zoned

I tell bro bro it ain't nuttin' but love (No homo)
One time I got a opp boy down, had the soles of my shoes just covered in blood
Swing this sword like Zelda
Take out his flesh I ain't giving no cuts
f**kin' this fitness trainer, arse is fat and the uck is nuts
Uhh uhh uhh, come 'ere
Big genna
Slide round like everything mess up
One hand on a opp not letting him go and the other hand swinging this wetter
We and them come different (True)
It's clear, just look at this set up (Pree it)
Big stepper
Man's tellin' them "Get your bread up"

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