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[Verse 1: Ambush]

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Started from the bottom, then we charted (Uh)

He was all gang 'til we-, that shit was too halfhearted (Uh)

It was all racks on me, racks on me, now hella racks is carded (Racks)

Still hella racks is [?] (Racks)

Off in the deepest darkest

[?]

Couldn't see what I seen with glasses (Nah)

Never rat, never told, never crack, never fold

Can't just be a Judas [?] (Levels)

Yeah, you was a [?] for a sec there brudda but we seen how long that lasted (One summer)

Yeah, we seen how strong that heart is (Got none brudda)

Yeah, we seen you let that one there slide

Best hope that the next gets blasted (Why?)

Better hope that the next gets clarted (Ratter)

See the game ain't based on sympathy (Uh)

And that's why your ex gets clarted (Why? Why?)

See she understands how I roll (Uh)

I said, "Bitch, hey, bitch, I'm a hoe" (Hey, bitch)

Get me lit, let me go (Get me lit, get me lit, let me go)

Let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know

[Interlude: Ambush, D Double E]

Ooh, ooh (Ayy), Dirty-ty, that's me, me

(Yeah, ayy) Ba-da-bup-bup, ba-da-bup-bup

Ooh, ooh, ba-da-bup-bup, wha?

[Verse 2: D Double E]

Everyone can see it

Take time out and pree it

All informer dem fi get merked

I go bezerk when I'm puttin' in work

'Cause I do the dirty, I do the dirt (The dirty)

I'm the captain just like Kurt

I'm the captain just like Kirk

Carry a merky, city to city

What a shame, what a pity

What's that on your girl's neck? It's a hickey

Man come through and give her the dicky

Let's get down to the nitty gritty

They'll do it anywhere, she's not picky

Nah, mi nuh inna no licky licky

Badman leave the pum-pum, ooh, ooh (Yeah)

Ba-da-bup-bup, up, down, flyin' around

Coulda been the M1, coulda been the M4

Not in the ends, I'm outta town

I'm in the fast lane blattin' it down

Keep it movin', circle around

Makin' a Euro, makin' a pound

Writing a bar and I'm layin' it, ooh, ooh

[Verse 3: RA]

Them man act on it (Actors)

Talk tough but they never act on it (Actors)

Real talk, I don't wanna slap on it

Might catch a stain, I don't really wanna chat on it

When I ride on a opp, them man chat shit 'bout slides and Glocks

You never knew a MAC clip slides in a Glock

That's your BM? I never knew you ride for a thot

[?] food and keys

[?] the truth, believe

Said he got his watch off of moving trees

On my life, they got it off of music P's

They ain't seen bread like that, veg like that, kegs like that

You ain't had to load up lead like that

My nigga talk, you get dead like that

We were drilling before all the drillings

In the ringers, we doin' them ring ins

Had spinners before all the spinners

Big four door, put fold in his linen

Out on the field, scouts for the kill

You don't wanna see this all out on a spill

Man better stay in the house when it's real

Nose like Peter Crouch [?] (Bush)