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So lil boy tell me where ya shooters
Shoot then when shoot it back
Literally do the maths
I was outside wit my handy
Parked by tangee
Me or spangy the opps can’t stand me

Cos I make corn run through your flats
Corn jus blew his hat

Bros tryna kill blue …
And make them alla them utes want bluey back
016 that was me wit my truey hat
Lil bro why you go do him that

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We had the dots in the garden parked
Off
Klap jus barked off
Opps come nizz sent them back out the
Farm blocks ring like alarm clocks
Surtn got hit by the bow he was shocked wen the car stopped
Bucked into ab bands went crazy
Brazy
He’s diving away man I know that
His heart dropped
Cali not star dog
Strapped in the car wash
Bands ina bentley truck the cars off

Say the wrong word I’ll shoot or cheff him corn garn him up
Blood gon mess him up
Doctors dress him up
We put ya mans in the air go get him blud
So wen you chill on the l expect to run
Lil bros extra dumb
Yardie dance got 1 in the head catch 1 in
Your head so don’t forget your gun bring a extra one holos bless the punk

32s 38s I got 10 in my gun
Get me mad and I rise up my Macarov
Jump out slap it off have man dashing off
Run with his vest headshot I’ll pack him off
Brodie was wanted murder gripped on his burna went tp started slapping off
How many guns have we had we had a
Lot still got pistosl to lurk pon a bagga block
Said she love gunmen so hide all our gunsthen mask on my face wen I walk in the function
Feeling marky back -in 09 ting on my waist tryna clapham no junction
Cause destruction for alla dese punkdem
Civili got his cos he cause he caused obstruction
Young boy goings straight to back to induction
Told him hit bradz he followed instructions

Ramz just left him
Miserable
S on his pinnical
Anti and digital
Broadwatergangway
Nizzy original
Izzy gets busy
Try blend in your car you are still visible
Gunmoke typical
F wit the bow my boy he’s wit it all
Shawtay you need to leave him cah your wit a fool
Need a rayzer not my darg from Liverpool

I told glo link me
You got you gun on you
Incase somebody try run on you
Long time that I stepped on the w
Get me mad bring akz and doublez thru
Fly out the ride
Try run Imma runner to
Shells garn run at you
Bro done bun a few
Slim got one turnt round got the other ute
Boogs love blood ah ute
Daps he ah shotta to

Potta done marvin
Had gang laughing
Had to wet him up cos
The dots weren’t blasting
Go on then ask him
Bug shot a man couldn’t dare drive
Past him
For anyone asking
We the ones pulling up
Blacked out hoodies up
Firearms on the l discharging
Akz won’t miss he’ll blast him
Better do high knees and be on fast ting

Pretty bitch
Wet pussy
She’s bad ahlie
Let man analyse
Blow her back tonight
Waps I fantasize
Get man mad and I
Will step round there and tan a guy
React quick like dan and kaz
How you the man and brass need to maximise
Cos if ur bad on snap you better back
Ur chat cos if I back my wap I need alibis

Put her in the merc we ain’t going to eat
I’m taking her str8 to the nizz
Say hello to the gang
I brought my hand my rambo put it straigh in the whip
20 gyal on the nizz
They love gang cah we’re caking it in
I still roll wit bow still taking a risk
I ain’t taking a diss are you silly

I told glo link me
You got you gun on you
Incase somebody try run on you
Long time that I stepped on the w
Get me mad bring akz and doublez thru
Fly out the ride
Try run Imma runner to
Shells garn run at you
Bro done bun a few
Slim got one turnt round got the other ute
Boogs love blood ah ute
Daps he ah shotta to

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