Got Down

[Intro: Jmash, Lil S, H1 & Obizz]

Free the O

Gang shit

Trust me, you know what it is

Ay, are you listening? Free all the mandem and fuck all the opps

Gang

[Verse 1: Lil S]

What's all the talk on my name?

They know about me, I'll do it bait

Like a fat boy, I'm in love with my cake

We got no manners, shed blood on our blade

We got down Splash, we got CSav

We got down Skully and we got CS

We got down a yute in Wooly from Pecks'

But that was shit, got it in his hand

We bully our opps, does it not show?

We got down CT

We got down Jules, we got down Dkizz

There's plenty more, but I'm talking flizz

But ask all my opps if I'm telling fibs

They come to the block and they're running like kids

When we step to their block, they instantly sprint

Couple man on the glide, so I don't toke no spliffs

Old news, Abdi's still in my Riz'

Smokey if you're from 'Narm or Brix'

Shit, the ramzy wasn't local so luckily he felt the kitch, litch

They only chill on their block, 'cah they feel protected by pigs, litch

They only chill on their block, 'cah they feel protected by pigs

[Verse 2: Jmash]

I'm beefing twats

Main Ele D6ix got it in his back (D6ix)

Chest-shot crew, gotta shout-out Rash

Who's the fastest? I think Lil Rass (Dickhead)

How can you be so wet?

I spat in your face, that's disrespect

Lil CT's wet, H1 left Lil CT wet

RD chopped Dkizz with the 'chetes

Check the scoreboard, it's fucking ments (Nuts)

Don't chill on the fence

They try mention bro on a track, couple weeks later got chinged by Sav

I heard my name on a track, came night I splashed up a man, that's facts (Skully)

My first wetting was '017, I was so young, gotta shout Harvey

Lil S done it too

Who's on who? By force gotta back my bruce

Ching up a yute if he's claiming Brix'

Same way I done it on shh from the 2's

Ching up a yute if he's claiming Brix'

Same way I done it on shh from the 2's (Ask Skully)

[Verse 3: Obizz]

It's a shame that they dropped their roses

Don't get blammed in your leg like Rose did

The way they talk is atrocious, 'til I back out my cheffers and soak him

It's either cookie or flavours that I'm smoking

But it's Thumpz in my spliff I'm toking (He's dead)

And I swing my shank, no joke ting, joke ting, tryna leave my man open

I'm tryna make me a K in the bando before I double L these twats

They probably think my name is SpillJuice the way I swing my shank with my hand

He coulda got one in his headie, but since that day he ain't never been back

I hear everyone screaming out "Gang", but where was your gang when you turned pack?

[Verse 4: H1]

H1, I'm a well known striker

Dodson Street, yeah, I taped that off

Kitchen nank in and out mans hoodie

Juice got spilled from his punctured lung

On who, have you lost the plot?

Can't violate bros, I'll leave man rubbed

How you 'garn beef if you ain't got funds?

Welcome to the Kennington slums (O)

Money and drugs

We splash them when they see us and run

Same way we run from unmarked feds (I leg it)

A-Team step

Way before we done it Brixton, we already done it and Cambs' and Pecks'

I remember that day in Fields, RD chopped up Dkizz with the 'chetes

Don't think you can step on my turf, I was 16 when I taped off ends

I chinged CT in his back, then I cut from the scene with my shank all ketched

Same road Tyrese got splashed on is the same road where I whacked CF

They thought they could violate me, so on the same way I put Turner on the bench

Don't think you can beef my block, we put 'nuff man on the hospital bed

I should've got down DRose, but I couldn't keep up so you know I was vexed (I was pissed)

We have Cambs' on lock

And we taped off Fields

They make snaps on their block broad day, we step 'cah we love that thrill (I love it)