AVEN9ERS (feat. KO & V9)

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Bare residue in the air when it boots
 Who's getting a twos 'cah the smoke too blemish
 When my Niners get 'round they dread it
 No left, right, just step 'round and shell it
 Bro might load that gauge then sneeze at your brain
 It's a new pandemic
 Jailhouse ting I was doin' up Snap
 Marty and mash Voda' for the credit
 Put my foot in this whip
 Level up when I slap this stick
 Times three if I hit that prick
 Back road, move mad and move skits
 You see, Bankai wan' kill and chill
 Bigger the par, that's thrill and skill
 Insidious how the yute got poked
 Talk on my name, are you poppin' pills
 Bang for the team, would you bang the machine
 Stay with a plan for the beef
 See me on a casual, least a nank in my jeans
 For the bad talk, might dampen the tee
 Leave a weed factory clean
 I could pay but of course I'm happy it's free
 Really move aggy on weed
 We just take ours and get trappy with green
 Bang for the team, would you bang of the beam
 A boy got left at the scene
 I hate when I run out of plastic bags in the trap
 So I gotta use rizz for the B
 Roll with a TEC, gunmen don't lean
 We hold and press the machine
 Bro got trial in the Crown Court
 He took the rap then he caught a G
 Let me ask you a question
 How can them man talk bad
 Buck into gang, they cap
 Go on Snapchat, talk a whole lot of wass
 Tip toe with the wap and crash
 Or run a man down and feed him a shank
 You like iron, come firm this splash
 Juice man's head, belly and back
 How many times have they jumped out
 We jump out and they jump back in
 How many times have we dumped off
 Jakes find out and they want us in
 No big, there's no link
 So we soon be back on the strip
 When pissed, I don't think
 Try get a man down, I ain't hearin' a thing
 Yo, V
 How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter
 Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
 Don't front then run from the brucker
 Yo, T
 Them man chat on the net, I can't listen to neeks
 I'm with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man
 Yo, K
 How many opps been chopped and put on a blade
 Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
 Word, you can hold this shave
 Ay, T
 They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased
 Mad sight when them slugs release
 Doublin' waps if I'm with V
 In the ride, two straps like dungarees
 Who was at fault when they lost that banger
 Got best of both like Hannah Montana
 Roll with a tanner 'cah there's too much passa
 We beat off the corn, they scatter
 Long nose, no Boyz n the Hood
 Man wind down the window and beat that hammer
 This PYT can't handle the D
 Man drag on the weave then yaga, yaga
 Nine gang beat that mop
 They all blow out when they hear that ring
 How many times have you denied your block
 You're all involved, I ain't hearin' a thing
 Get around, two stolen dings
 Jump out the car and they all run in
 The man too fast, they should go racin', pagin'
 Slow down, come and hold some chings
 Yo, V
 How many times have we rised and ching with the cutter
 Bare opps wanna bluff and stunt for their block
 Don't front then run from the brucker
 Yo, T
 Them man chat on the net, I can't listen to neeks
 I'm with K, in a new shaped car tryna make man
 Yo, K
 How many opps been chopped and put on a blade
 Dice man up like Gillette on a razor
 Word, you can hold this shave
 Ay, T
 They get shot, tryna leave opps deceased
 Mad sight when them slugs release
 Doublin' waps if I'm with V
 In the ride, two straps like dungarees
 

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Duration
03:22
Key
4
Tempo
143 BPM

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