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Part 1 [Intro] M1OnTheBeat Man know It's that 'n' stuff, what you think this is? MKThePlug [Verse] Two straps in the ride like my rucksack, told my young boy go ride, go touch that Real shit, I only told man one sack, double tap dots, bros haps cos he got man Six man in a stolen car, blacked out windows got tints Sawn off stick, no foot chase that's long so my niggas done shots from the whip Please don't run and please don't lack Violent goons and serious vats She thinks I'm cute, she must be mad Silly dumb bitch must come with a catch One two step or I militant bop Bro came through wit' the sawn off dots Talking loads, yeah they're speaking lots But the kids ducked off when they saw that mop I'm an N Gang baby, I love my bits Vigorous goon from the 156 Add that shit, that's still gang bits No normal jooks, gang turn and twist How many times on a paigon strip, can't lack creep up like "Hello" Or how many times did I fly OT, came dark and the crack looked yellow Serious devils, serious metals, big fuck off blade it's on I Serious members, violent tempers, no, we don't aim for no thighs Step correct or get got, the Jakes wanna know what's what They must be lost Send out a text one time, "Rice Krispies and Coco Pops" Let's talk facts Phone line twerk like Dapps Running in courts, K-sav Them man there mad Ain't been here that's sad, but they're talking loads in their track See my gang be trigger happy freeze up tense, life's all ments If we get round there then we do it, them boy left, then hopped them fence Part 2 [Intro] 156 RIP Broski Free everyone Free the paigons too That N stuff Come on Duhhh! Couple man got nicked, bust that shit Ayy Mobz, that sounds wavey [Verse] Couple man got nicked but they bust that shit, road life put trust in your barrister Get round there quick, no lay lay shit, two shells same size as a canister If he gives man lip, move cheeky wit' it, buck 5 bro just embarrassed ya' Head down hood tied when the mandem ride, not in sight of a HD camera And I'm with Big S so don't get stretched Aim for his back, belly or neck He woulda been calm if he wore that vest, shit den hit men, his top it got drenched No need to lie, no need to pretend, they don't let it off they stand there and panic On a 125 getting opp blocked tonight wit' uncs and you know he brang it Man OT chilling with cats in the dusty flats in (?) Retaliation gang, when your bros done run but two got hit with a blowtorch Opps know that the shhh stay local And no it don't come like theirs All timid and scared, see the ting come vocal Man circle your block like Macro Tried to hit man's hat Try give my man a mohawk Better run quick Tie ya laces, don't trip, got me thinking "Why did he run for?" Hella man dash so they stay in the block just camp there tryna hear the ting go 'Bloaw' Came to your strip, bare man duck and dive, hella yutes got pushed to the ground Man lurk for an IC3 Same time duck CID If a ting wanna look too hard Wanna know what she sees in me Opps know that we season beef Opps know that they pattern neeks He held it several times And he was an older G