[Intro: Shorta & Loski]
Frankincense and Myrrh
Fuck the other side n***as know
Check the score b
You man are crashing cars and shit
Insurance claims
KuKu
Harlem or KuKu
KuKu or Harlem Free TG
Run wid us or run from us
Suck your muddas
Gang gang gang shit
Free TG free all the guys
We got bored them man got bored
Crash what where
Come on we're winning b
M1 On The Beat
[Verse 1:Shorta]
I can't wait till they all come home
We're serious passionate riders
Man aim up tryna hit mans dome
Man talk on the net that's calm
See man live I ain't throwing no stone
If your guys dem drillers in jail man
Where's all your drillers on the road?
All now I ain't heard or seen shit
Man ain't on arms them boy there are sleepless
Roof in the flesh that's BP O
Still leave man speechless
Really on the field upfront
Them man are on the bench or doing up bleachers
Last year I made more then my teachers
Fuck them boys we ain't doing no features
Man ain't nothin they're normal
Real hot head man your fucking with creatures
Shoot man out of their sneakers
Man put a line up a church with preachers
Nothin ain't calm that's fine
Order dem guns they finna there mine
Couple wise words from M Skeng
Tell him man chill man in all due time
Big 13 inch rambo push it in chest tryna fill a mans spine
Hang ting kick like mad
Popcorn style need a new carbine
[Hook: Loski & Shorta]
Done 22 and 7 and we done 10 on Ratman too
Roof with the 4 4 long, dunkno they're the size as Gora's shoe ( dead boy)
Opps love talk about scores ayy Smarko clap it at Rudez
And I ain't got manners for them barbies
Big man run with your darling too
Harlem or Ku they're scatty man don't talk about knives
In the field we were young when we cheffed up Ratty
Troopz got shot on the prince
Now wants to scream for his kids what a patty
Loose wan do mans people no it weren't we so we say it like Shaggy, Woyoii
[Verse 2: Loski]
Kennington district bitch
I'm Loski Loose the price of my shoes
Cost like a Q of sniff (burr)
And look how many times we lurked
And them boy there dashed off quick
And G Mayski, don't move lazy so we ching it in carni bitch
Sit with blade don't ask me if i'll grab it
Spartan or Ku we hazard
Score on the opps is another
Why you think I made DJ Khaled (another one)
I see man see us and panic back out they splash
They still don't hack it more time splash and brag it wrap it
Do it like Juggz or Savage big man we ain't playing nice
Chat about TG are you buzzing your dons have done nothin we blade up guys
And Dread got chinged in his face I swear all he wanted was a steak and rice
And bro just took that L
But Bellz went back and made it out twice
Don't talk about works you neeks Kearz said please when I chinged his spine (faggot)
[Hook]
Done 22 and 7 and we done 10 on Rat man too
Reach for the 4 4 long the nose there the size as Gora's shoe ( dead boy)
Opps love talk about scores ayy Smarko clap it at Rudez
And I ain't got manners for them barbies
Big man run with your darling too
Harlem or Ku they're scatty man don't talk about knives
In the field we were young when we cheffed up Ratty
Troopz got shot on the prince
Now wants to scream for his kids what a patty
Loose wan do mans people no it weren't we so we say it like Shaggy, Woyoii
[Verse 3: Loski]
Ayy Wroof (KuKu)
That gyally there cute and I think she like Smarko too
Imagine if she saw what happened to Rendo too
Wait you tek way their young g's to
Gyally on man just slow down boo
Paigon yat she can hold one too
[Verse 4: Shorta]
Ayy Loose what's wrong with these twats
Man had his aunt in court upfront
Now M24 want stats Looch got shot in his head
Now he wished he should of got plaits
Kennington only batch
Free TG and free the boy Latz
[Outro: Shorta & Loski]
Roof with the 4 4 long dunkno there the size as Gora's shoe
Man don't talk about knives In the field we was young when we cheffed up Ratty
