The Reply

Macc Eleven: Tell me how many times you dogs got got We took numerous trips to that 70 block I heard kill confirmed call up the OGs tell em send them Glocks Run and snitch to the ops cause inner west Sydney bout to let off shots fxn redhot 21 district inner west Sydney screaming no effect Now that we back running a muck screaming no effect Never gave a fuck coz your music and that was kinda alright But 21 what, one got knocked? Nah lad ain't gonna let that slide Time to ride in my X5 with the pumpy on the side Disrespect fallen soldiers that's straight suicide We've been on top of the streets check the fucken score Last time I checked those little flops were laying on the floor Shanks and shivs that's what we did youse don't remember when Your brothers got dipped and butcher got sent for 10, you wouldn't know This was back in 09 just like what JM said Youse were on the curb this high ya little dog! Who want smoke you want smoke you want fucken smoke... The only smoke youse really smoke is when youse take that toke I hold it down for the inner west youngins What, we've been through this shit Since who's got you running what Talk about opps rocks Glocks Trying to be UK Bronx Bunch of flops do your own thing you wannabe British gronks Running packed with snitches 50 deep like bitches Your boys inside are on protection yeah that boneyard section Free who? Free who? Fuck up noone gives a fuck who! Jay Lekz: One by one, one on four Take all cause I run that ball! Bring it to war now let's reveal When I knock on doors let's see who's real Pull your steel, lad This is a different field, bang! Tinted window shield I grip that piece and stay concealed Sydney's realists, who them? They never learn their lesson Your inmates claim gangbang But they gangbang in protection! Oh! Still haven't told them trench? When you took them trips down to my district, dropped that bitch right through the fence! Ooo Too typsy That whiskey, I'm shifty Debt collector like 50 I've been earchin opps in my district Been dropping flops since 15 Been blowing smoke like a chimney I clean the evidence quickly News report, someone's gone missing! Maliq: Whose next?! 21 Innerwest! Don’t act up Been running mucks on the greaterwest line And the whole lot full of actors Getting caught in the act lads How many times we did done Dropped your asses Put it to the test Exposed your manners bitch That rap shit? Them boys better back it Calming shit that they never did Them boys are plastic 21 nations bixtch don’t fake it These boys invented shanks and shivs Don’t hesitate to spray it Trynna be famous They think they have it How many times we catch em We dip dem doggs for nothing love it My hood don’t stand it! Ron Gotti: If you talk the talk then walk the walk Don’t fold yourself You took numerous trips round there aye lad don’t kid yourself 100% you’ll dip yourself 110 you’ll fake it just to make it Back to your hide These plebs Talk about all these tacks But "you ain't about that life"! My youngins we on the come up I’ve been bangin that steel topping up so So I ain’t afraid of that hammer I’m scaffing away with my tokos hoping that one day we out the gutter These critics move and get banished Lads tried to make a threat with that pistol grip, they all got vanquished Free my team making drops in and out of lock up Ain’t nothing gonna stop us My aims on focus These girls play hocus pocus They claim they ops but they’re just rustic This is not really your purspose I’m living my life to the fullest Taking the bullets, going the furthest A1: 61 with the hard shit Going all in like a bloke in a mosh pit Tell me who wants this Tell me who’s asking We talking bizzo since I was a young kid Here since the start of the game G40 worldwide remember the name He came to the game He thought he was safe He saw our face Then his energy changed Know for a fact they pussys They only drillers for the music Ball runners no need to prove this Old school one on one let’s do this Pulling up in a van Ballied up heading straight for the man Strapped up got a push it by the gram Stacked up like I got them bands I be doing OT Put in work for ma Gz They ain’t never met a g like me They ain’t packing the heat I’ll be running the streets Tell me lad What yous know about beef What you know about moving that pack What you know about clocking it back What you know about making that trip Dropped that pin on the map so they know where I’m at Steady cruising when I back my gz 4 times 10 y’all know forty Steady repping hard till the day I leave Put in that work till my lads set free To my lads locked up Big boy just rocked up Send the min and account so my lads stocked up You ain’t about them bars You ain’t about that life We got your message But this is the reply!