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Y.CB

"No Hook (7th)"

[Intro - Y.CB]
We catch them cases, leave no traces
The rallies want us in cages
Got boots for the laces, sweets if you’re hungry, slap my man out of his trainers
M - pulled up on a traitor
They skeet when gang pull up
They ain’t got wheels but I call them skaters
TT rinsed that clip no ....

[Yanko]
Ay zico lets hop in the ride
Let’s go ‘house’ for the hundredth time
We go to the - but no ones there
But in your vids there’s a 100 guys
Your bro done dripped in slime
He’s underground like the central line
Vandoe hopped out the ride and left him looking like Frankenstein

[Y.CB]
We still do them drills it’s bait
Ride that stick up do it broad day
.32 spins or tap that gauge
Bro clapped that once and slapped his face
f*ck that lemme just tap that twice or roll with my kitchen knife and shave
You don’t want to see me start shaving
Bro got the dots on my life and blazing

[MA]
I ain’t trying to sit back sip tea
I just wanna spill juice no snapple
Might take that risk if it’s auto
But back seat if the whip comes manual
I beef like 4 blocks
And this beef is far from too much to handle
I gotta lay low from the jakes, just trying to unravel my name no scramble

[Yanko]
If something got splashed or whacked in Newham it was probably done by blackz
If not it was done by chad so you’re onto the gang that’s a f*cking drag
T- held them wounds now he’s well known for being a rag
JT landed road now he’s upsa top dog for the cats

[Y.CB]
We catch them cases, leave no traces
The rallies want us in cages
Got boots for the laces, sweets if you’re hungry, slap my man out of his trainers
M - pulled up on a traitor
They skeet when gang pull up
They ain’t got wheels but I call them skaters
TT rinsed that clip no trailer

[MA]
f*ck a baseball bat or a dose I might just sink my blade in your spine
4 times everytime we jumped in the Who ride we’re putting our lives on the line
NSM put trust in my guys
Young CB put trust in a 9’s
2 leather gloves and a Bally quick mojo lets pray that we take someone’s life

[Yanko]
Don’t lack when getting a trim you might get chinged with a kitch like twin
This ramz don’t bend it sinks in your skin and the .32’s holding 6
Everytime they see our whip they run before they even see it spin
Saying that you miss your bro
Then you better go to the grave and dig

[Y.CB]
Rinsed that clip
Empty the spin
7 times when I chinged that prick
16 when I tapped that stick
How many times have we taped that strip
Tinted whips get spun on kids
You can get bun if you chill with him
Real sh*t no cap bruck back in the bag
You know we’re going straight to the 6th

[MA]
Get a course we’re going on a match just hating and chat some blacked out invigos
They say we don’t score no goals any chance and the balls getting forced up in the goal
This black blade comes like a slag and it’s got a handful but it’s still got more to go
Back then it was a smith n Wesson school days man used to roll with a corsa soul

[Yanko]
This wap is f*cking slaggy beat like a b*tch from Geordie shore
He got bored and fell on the floor f*ck it I might as well Ching him more
They’re winning the Snapchat beef but in real life we’re winning the war
His marj’s tears are funny but I’m p*ssed off because my n*ggas on tour
Everything they do is for the net
When we link up in the flesh they’re pleading they don’t want to be up next
I bet you never knew that - begged and - f*ck she a tens
Prince of the 6th what where
If you held one more you would’ve been dead, you would’ve been dead

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