[Intro]
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Ay Benji, you know this one bangs, innit
[Verse 1: Brucka & C1]
From the Hill, where my SA's slap back
My n***a P6 fell in love with smoke and Nutty wan' splash that
Shout OBandz, wan' stig it
I'm in the passenger, tryna hop out and splash that
On the opp block man's lurking, five shanks up in this four door hatchback
Don't act tough, 'cah we don't take back-chat
I saw him in flesh and I splashed that
He saw me on Snap, he got flashbacks
Dorset Road where Lillz got slapped at
Lzz is dead, stop all the rap cap
One in his head, tell him go have that
S1's dead, us man packed that, haha
We smoke on him, so stop all the back chat
Lengz done bolt like Usain did
Now he's sitting in jail for shooting a civ'
No get-backs, they'rе more than pissed
Stop grieving and risе them sticks
On the ride where I throw up my 6
Kick back, roll up, guess who's in a spliff
On the ride where I throw up my 6
Kick back, roll up, guess who's in a spliff
In this life, you can't think twice
Swing them shanks and air that bine
I never knew bro could ping that fine
I'm 4DC, I wan' hot that bine
If bro want slap, that's more than fine
Unconditional love that I got for the guys
Ay, unconditional love that I got for the guys
LT
[Verse 2: C1]
Twelve up, put your hands in the air
Like scorpion boy you best come over here (Come)
I weren't there when Dilz got aired
Who told Town yutes chill over there? (Love)
No we don't stand and stare, don't get caught having fun over there
LB got caught, got done over there
The UpTop yutes can't come over here (They can't)
Sit back, let me blow my Percy (Ayy)
Let me not mention 30 (No)
Stepped out clean, came back all dirty
The verbal abuse can't hurt me (LT)
When we dig it in deep like Bando and Bulla
You don't wanna see Slim with the cooka' (You don't)
Me in the T like booker, dishing out pepper and salt, no sugar
Sweet like sugar, I don't wanna hear no shoulda or coulda
Two hands on, I ain't doing no pull up
You don't wanna see none of us man pull up
Rose got done on his own, safe, can't say the same for Konez, safe (LT)
PJ, Wapo, Craze, safe (Uh-oh)
I forgot about Mo, safe
I don't wanna hear about "Still In the A"
It's DayDay, not D38 (Wow)
LT's pull up and shit goes cray (Bap-bap)
The gangs insane, black bells stuffed right up in this gauge
You don't wanna see none of us man rage (No)
You don't wanna see none of us man lose it
Breaking hearts, fuck Cupid
LT gang so ruthless (Fuck the opps)
[Verse 3: G41]
No point trying to run, get a punctured lung
Or gang do it with the Twix
Five in a day got hit with a gauge
Don't get shot on your block doing whip
Me and Muj step, twix in the rex
Sticks to the knocks on a 110 vis
NutNut, you was doing bolt when I upped this pole
And tonight he was gonna get sticked
I'm on the Top, like where's Wally?
Dashed from the yards, so bro bun Twin
Timmy was skying the gauge, I don't know how they put their trust in him
Thorpe Park got taped, Mip got bored, he was doing up wife and kids
Fat boy got put in a spliff, he got checkmate and got took off the list
[Verse 4: Brucka]
ADV or 3 double O
Catfish gang get your bredrin smoked
Word to Strikes, how small is Tulse?
If I'm on the front, you ain't making it home
Chest shot gang, that's your mate we smoke
They bussed that case and landed road
Give me that drop, anywhere let's go
This beef for life, I won't let go
AD for life, I miss my bro
They say they ride, but no, they don't
We hop out, tryna turn man ghost
I heard him scream on Wandsworth Road
Most of them man have been bun or soaked
Walk your ting, 'cah life ain't a joke
Might rub any day, show love to your folk
Put a glee on the 3's, rev it up, let's go
[Verse 5: G41]
Man cut tru' opps, simmer
Dilz got clicked from the waist and rib-up
LB ate two swords for dinner
PJ got bun then nanked
Shot point black and got turned to a swimmer
Don't let me talk about Kippa, on K2's day, get his t-shirt rip up
This bitch upset because I back strap Solly, my man get put in the blues
Stompz gets mixed with chip
We didn't drop Timmy but we smoke him too
Lzz is dead, check the Gazette
They been getting dropped, it ain't nuttin' new
Stewie ain't got no screw
Muj with the (Yeah) that's exit wounds (Hear you tho)
[Verse 6: Dopesmoke]
Can't sit on the fence, don't sit on the fence
Best pick that side and die there
Free bro, gave the opp boy nightmares
Solomon died and I still walk by there
I see countless guys get knifed there, spot and drop give the opp boy nightmares
Fuck the Drive, I swear I don't like there
Wandsworth Road, 'nuff fish got fried there
Sweet ones love play with my hair
Can't tell you an opp that I spared
I can list you some tops that I teared
Rip man's guts, get yucked up right here
Fuck man's opp because cuz' my ramzy's tight, yeah?
What flake? I ain't talking dry hair
Hillside'O, we got bine on bine here
We got bine on bine here
[Outro]
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