SCRIBING
[JM double 0 made this one, you know
Fourteen in Portsmouth sittin’ in the trizzy
I know I weren’t bein’ exploited, I was tryna bring back racks for a thingy
Try that, pissed ‘cah drill and I’m litty
Surveillin’ me for another conspiry
I run road, just me and my killy, four-by-four when we skrrt this city
Man bruck down the nine in pebs, wouldn’t have much bread if it weren’t for nitties
I make leng gyal open legs, man dig out her front and c#m on her t#tt#es
And you can get a meal uptown, just don’t think we’re anything more, that’s silly
Course she loves the bands and willy, rеal badman, said she wan’ f#ck with me
Man pull up and show man zero
Man pull up and show man about LA
I don’t see thеm stand their ground, but stand your ground, get attacked, melee
I got probi’ givin’ me headache, but I can’t do another day on the landing
Man- man flank him
One phone call to dispatch like hand ting
One phone call to dispatch like burner
They got Asbo locked for a murder
They kicked my door for two AM’s, but the action never got took further
I can make that strip bang, no worker
Straight drop on consistency
Every call on the weekend gets one free
That’s if they’ve called five days in a week
Man’s beefin’ some f#ckin’ neeks, don’t f#ck with me, man bang on streets
It was me, Young Huntz and T, that’s no good deed, can’t bang on we
Tryna-tryna slide on your .22, please, move from me, that bang is weak [f#ck off]
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