B-Side x Fumez the Engineer - Plugged In

[Intro: 30]

Big up Fumez The Engineer

Plugged In

BSIDE

Some 785 shit, you already know

Free the fucking gang

Free KK, free Bucky B

Yeah, fuck with the B or run from the Gs

[Verse 1: Dizz]

Boy better know that my ting ain't a jammer

I let it kick like Kaka and watch them scatter

Free up bro, he's a well-known attacker

Make a pussio scream, no porn, push that in with force

Or man pop corn, turn man corpse

Do it like Jason Bourne

[Vesre 2: 30]

The .32 conceal that easily

The dot-dot's meaty, the glizzy grip on the handle

I was on the block doin' crime with the dots in the nine way before I could whip it in manual

My gun does blow, have thеm man on ropes

But them man scared to comе past this side

But when they do the gang's gonna shoot

They have to be careful what cars they drive

[Verse 3: BGod]

I might lean out and boot like Bucky

Or back this chinger, swing like Chucky

Man's gotta stay all lowkey

Cah the cops are still tryna cuff me

Had to get man down at his mum's bit

But I duck man down on Crutchley

Like, where's all the big dargs at?

Cah, I ain't tryna corn down a puppy

[Verse 4: Msavv]

If the gang ain't juggin', the mandem's bangin'

You ain't never had a mop in your hand

Then bro in your ear tellin' you "Slap it"

In the Grove with a .12 in the Narm with a .32, nigga, that's gang shit

I don't do no talkin'

I get straight to the beef like a fat kid

[Verse 5: Dizz]

They ain't with it

Nah, man, they way too timid

I told bro bro "Bun him"

But he went and missed by inches

My niggas try wig him, nearly did him

Ended up blowin' his back in

Now he's on the wing, he's a hazard

Jailhouse settings, got everything patterned

[Verse 6: 30]

We purchased numerous waps then boot up flats

And I make hella prof' from shottin'

You ain't never licked up the last of the grub

And still had to wait on the tops and bottoms

Hold six from the 9, don't sing when it hit you

Let him see what the glizz do

Or put the dots to his head like a Hindu

Rap if I hit a black youngster's tissue

[Verse 7: BGod]

I called bro can I get some shoes?

He said "What size?" I said "Size 9"

Anytime that I creep on them yutes

Fill the mash to the brim tryna fill 'em with bine

Now they want to know how I'm doin'

Don't ask what I'm doin', cah I'm doin' just fine

Hold this mash we can wine and dine

Do a little more be bae for the night

[Verse 8: Msavv]

I wanna bring out the ratchets, CP niggas got a lot to say

But I ain't never seen them bang it

Niggas just think it's rappin'

Come to the B and see loads of action

Niggas just think it's rappin'

Come to the B and see loads of action

Come to the B and see loads of action

[Verse 9: Dizz]

A friend of an opp got murdered

I think bare man forgettin' it

Watch who you roll with, cah anyone with them is gettin' it

Two and a half with a 6 shot Remington

This beef ain't dead, man season and pepper it

Dotty nose long like an elephant's

Blow on a pack like the crack does heroin

[Verse 10: 30]

Get my main cat a test of the bujj

He held it good and said it was impressive

Any wap that the mandem cop, spinner or the dotts, we been out to test it

If it weren't bro it was me that pressed it

Fuck with the B then you must have a death wish

Pump on the nine could I make up my mind

I'm tryna decide what to watch on Netflix

[Verse 11: BGod]

Done it with rambo, done it with flicky

And even chopped man down, machete

Man don't gun lean, man get one lean

And let that boom boom bang like Fekky

Bro got nicked, bitch thought it was sick

'Cause he went to her yard to go bath in petty

Six in the spin, man step with it

And I ain't got home 'till the whole ting's empty

[Verse 12: Msavv]

The little things count

So, I'll get lil' niggas down

Bro rolled down the window, bow

How can you call him bro when he left your bro? D got him down

We got the opps on ropes, why you think Grove niggas don't leave their house?

[Verse 13: 30]

Done it on foot, in cars and peds

No waps, then we step with shanks instead

Me and K used to stash that wap in the shed

Man stay in the T and trap for bread

Many man want me dead

When it rains, it pours like 50 Cent

Slap tap, it just missed his head

Had to slap myself, cah he should be dead

[Verse 14: BGod]

Man thinks it's a game like P4

We got big waps no rebores

Man dashed when I hear that neenaw

Splashed down one then I need to get 3 more

They come to the B and detour

Cah they know that the mandem mean war

Make shit get messy like Lionel

Where they at? Tryna find them, Nemo

[Verse 15: Msavv]

K got life, Fiddy got 15

Man still ride, blikky or 15

I need a Mac, I need a mizzy

Do up your bro, do up your killy

Couple of waps, and then some dingers

Couple of racks, got ourselves peds

Fuck off waps, fill it with lead

Do it like Clipper and burn my creps

[Outro]

Fumez the Engineer