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150 - trenches lyrics

[intro]
project x

[verse 1: grizzy]
i was in o-t, cop it and bank it, tryna make profit like john the baptist
heard-heard he got bun and snitched already, know that is not the mandem (move)
jakes wanna take down vids ’cause they wanna have 1-5 on the landing (grizzy one fiddy)
still running from the one time and i’m a fat kid

[verse 2: m24]
feds-feds really ain’t got no in-kling
but they think they do (f-cking fools)
i-i got bagged again, then i hit the roads and i linked the crew (urgh, urgh)
mans rid on a lot of them
jump out rides peek-a-boo (urgh, urgh)
and that b-tch wig ain’t even glued on properly she can never be my boo (dirty b-tch)
they thought they had me gone (had me)
but they never even hit my shoe (no)
sh-t booters they can’t shoot, they need to ask pacman to bring them through (go ask)
i-i was on the block 24’s on my bike and now i’m in german whips (german whips)
i still pull up in germans too (urgh-urgh)

[verse 3: stickz]
late-late-late night prowler pull up on your block park up for hours (muh muh)
waving the stick got powers (muh muh)
make you bathe in a shot gun shower (gang)
man got bags for the powder, tryna make cake but this ain’t no flour (gang)
word round stizz got the sauce and’s tryna find out if it’s sweet or sour (stizz)
they never sold a pack (never)
they never slept in the trap that’s a wrap
i beg man think it’s a act ’till i turn mans tee-shirt front to back
they uses to talk about him so highly (muh muh)
now they talk bout’ how he’s got wacked (gang)
i beg man use their f-cking head till’ the gb’s leave it flat

[verse 4: k chuks]
make their bredrins ride out for vengence (awh)
but all of the opps them know
banging on us there’s bare interceptions (yes)
back my shank out on violence
swing that bet your head back gets dented
wedge dat, ain’t no words that i’m sending (wha?)
it’s like them yutes want to mention
f-ck that, gang be fully on badness (yes)
flip the script, buss his head off the pavement, man ain’t really bout action (that’s gang)
jugging jugging with a p-ssion (uhh)
dip him down with a p-ssion (yes)
and the young dons moving savage, spazzing don’t forget where your hanging
(and the young dons moving savage, spazzing don’t forget where your hanging)

[verse 5: slapit24]
chat sh-t put your block in a bend (smoke)
or we’re coming again and again (get back)
if i back that ten it’s breaking bones and sweeping gems
we do this, aim up and press, he slept on a job and he lost his-
bro’s skeng didn’t jam when he crashed his head
just come to our block if your looking for death
s-x that b-tch left her pum pum stressed
load it, pocket, let that rip
three for twenties we don’t do no ticks, so it’s black blades out tryna
take out limbs (ching ching)
cah it don’t make sense tryna diss my strip cah we get back guys on some greedy sh-t, had him running in shops when the blade blade rips
had him running in shops when the blade blade rips

[verse 6: jboy]
get back, get back
most hated man known too attack (bow)
them man there, they over w-ssed
it was no statement when your boy got wacked
still pulling up by county flats
with pack tryna serve these local cats (jug)
jug known to trap
remember my first flip i was over g-ssed (jigga)
how they claiming they were violent men (how?)
tell them boy, ride again, we ride the skeng tryna fry your friend (bow)
all of my dargs dem bark if you get too close and they don’t like your scent (true)
your boy is – he ain’t useful
suttin like a out dated test
get man poked no facebook friends

[outro: grizzy]
i was in o-t, cop it and bank it, tryna make profit like john the baptist
heard-heard he got bun and snitched already, know that is not the mandem (move)
jakes wanna take down vids cus they wanna have 1-5 on the landing (grizzy one fiddy)
still running from the one time and i’m a fat kid

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