AVEN9ERS (feat. KO & V9)
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Lyrics
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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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:22
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 143 BPM