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Twin S
Twin S
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Twin S
Twin S
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Chucks
Chucks
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Ay These bullets don't fall from the sky Everyone knows it was me They ain't got no proof but they know what I'm like Shorty fixed her weave when I stepped in the room And I looked in her eyes She born in the trenches just like me We're somewhat alike I'm driving around in Mayfair & I'm looking for suttin' to buy I'm ridin' around in this pagan block And I'm looking for suttin' to bine I don't care if I'm right or wrong, ay yo rudeboy chat to me nice Don't play with me you'll play with your life Ay that's word to the wise I ain't doing a lot because less is more My team got the cleanest sheet If you don't believe me go check that score In jail man know my face I looked in his eyes And he looked at the floor Twin H ain't military trained But give him a * he's hitting them targets Truth be told he's ready for war Don't play with me you'll be playing yourself I play with the skeng in the stolen skrr My Arabic ting got a Van Cleef on And the stones on her ear look frozen My young boy came fresh out the academy Itching to score like Foden She said that I'm chosen I came out of jail I never run out of motion Baby girl don't ask what I'm doing... Ha! Bxtch Shorty asked where I'm from I told her i'm Beckton South Side Newham One minute it's pin drop silent Next minute there's shooters shooting No picking and choosing aim at anything * like Calvert Lewin" I put it in drive I fling that ride, I taped that strip it's nuttin That boy got chinged already he kept on talking We chinged his Cousin What you mean I can't bring the machine It's coming end of discussion Don't play with me you'll play with your life There's repercussions These bullets don't fall from the sky Everyone know it was me they ain't got no proof But they know what I'm like Shorty fixed her weave when I stepped in the room And I looked in her eyes She born in the trenches just like me We're somewhat alike I'm driving around in Mayfair and I'm looking for suttin' to buy I'm ridin' around in this pagan block And I'm looking for suttin to bine I don't care if I'm right or wrong, ay yo rudeboy chat to me nice Don't play with me you'll play with your life Ay that's word to the wise It started here and it went round there it come like a Mexican wave LV shades and a Rolex watch anytime man step in the place I heard that he jumped off road, I thought that he wasn't afraid Then your bredrins beat you up and they filmed it Miskeen that shit is a shame That couldn't be me Suttin got slapped round there It could've been H it could've been me Bow H just got down 2, I got jealous I got down 3 I got Deja Vu ca I saw that crime scene there on ITV And now they're blaming me My Asian ting is slim but thick don't care if it's real or BBL You can tell my opps even if I die this beef ain't dead I'll see you in hell I got down - Got down - and I got down - aswell and Got touched I was sitting in jail I got that news Then partied in my cell Playing with me now that's a conundrum That boy should've took his shahada Ca now that he's dead he's going Jahunnum I watched that slug go through him Then after the boy malfunctioned That boy was fat so we done him a favour And gave him a ching instead of a liposuction These bullets don't fall from the sky Everyone knows it was me They ain't got no proof but they know what I'm like Shorty fixed her weave when I stepped in the room And I looked in her eyes She born in the trenches just like me We're somewhat alike I'm driving around in Mayfair & I'm looking for suttin' to buy I'm ridin' around in this pagan block And I'm looking for suttin to bine I don't care if I'm right or wrong, ay yo rudeboy chat to me nice Don't play with me you'll play with your life Ay that's word to the wise
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