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410 - meet the cr4shers lyrics

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[intro: lil rass, ren10 & baby ratty]
i want to meet the cr4shers
ha+ha
ay velcaz, run that back
coulda put bis up in a pack way sooner if he weren’t fast like yohan blake
and yes, i do blame kt
why? ‘cah the section 60
you wouldn’t even think blanco was a boomer
tired and scream, he left his mate
free the mandem
died, died synchronised swimming
tryna turn pack like bisky
died, died synchronised swimming
tryna turn pack like bisky
maniac beatz

[verse 1: d9]
how many man don’t want the twins free? (how many?)
zk come long like ren, but the blade come black like me and kt (bl!ck)
how many guys been sent a&e?
you don’t wanna gеt done like reece, or chеffed in your head like ceekz (shave it)
how many man was there that day and still i went home without a rip on my t? (pfft)
now they got a rip on their t
held a chestshot and fell to his knees (ah)
shout out s, my slime, my ski
we laugh how the son got turned into weed (ha)
man bill him up, get high like trees
a1 is a f+cking gem, chestshot, you know my name ain’t j (dead boy)
smokey caught that m, how can i be p+ssed ’bout a a gbh? (dead boy, dead boy)
fathoy got sent to the lord
he came back and he lost his weight (ah)
latz is dead, bis is dead (dead), laugh out loud, i don’t know what to say
latz is dead, bis is dead (dead), laugh out loud, i don’t know what to say
[verse 2: lil rass]
(grrr)
god just gave us a pack (yes)
i’m praying he gives us a next one (facts)
if i slide ’round the stockwell sides it means i’m taking this wap on test run (grrr)
from young i been rising sticks
now i’m tryna up some expensive poles (up that)
big bro put smoke in their boss ’til they’re barbecue, suttin’ excellent goes
i got jm in a benz, or you can have jaysav upnin the eighths (loud)
i got a 3.5 of latz himself, the loudest one of their mates
coulda put bis up in a pack way sooner if he weren’t fast like yohan blake (run off)
you wouldn’t even think blanco was a boomer
tired and scream, he left his mate (skrr, skrr)
under 18’s can’t draw me out (no), i close my eyes for them babies (neeks)
the verbal turns me crazy, i woulda been mad if i got it like reece (insane)
he didn’t have time to recover, seventeen wounds and he got it again
smacked up ondrills live at the bus stop, started this beef now it’s dead like them (hah)
smacked up yl up in his house, even downstairs and just ’round the corner (beat him)
heard that he’s putting on meeting
jail didn’t come so i can do it again (come here)
n+ggas ain’t bad, just gas up their friends
how you think lil jm met an end? (ah)
stab and ching, we made it a trend
buy waps for the cause, don’t watch how i spend (grrr)

[verse 3: ym]
jakes on my fam’, it’s ments
the boy can’t run, please put him on a bench (a bench)
don’t trust yutes on the fence, so i smacked up yutes for chilling with them (rush him up)
we ain’t seen war since when, [?] chats sh+t ‘cah he lives in kent
heard there’s a pack again so i’m out on the strip sorting packs with blem (pack, pack)
jump out the ride with my kitchen, fish him, make sure the mandem itch him (wet him up)
you know that i love my sibling
touch one of mine, turn your mums to a victim (victim)
catch him on the mains, see slipping
like that fat pr+ck, yeah, he garn’ need stitching
can’t come to my side, no switching
go to the hill cah they ‘ccepting snitches
[verse 4: sm]
don’t bang if you ain’t got heart (don’t)
chestshot, man i put him in the past (ah)
you run with your friend, man don’t come last
do it on the mains, i ain’t wearing a mask (bait)
say they’re swinging zk’s but they’re scratching arms (effect)
train to ot, i seen how many farms (how many?)
ay darling, don’t be alarmed
i got it on waist, man the date is calm (it’s calm)
better run if you see it in palm ‘cah me and d9 garn’ ching up your clart (calm)
like a yardie said, why you run for darg? (why?)
ren10 ching, he don’t really talk
get shaved in your head just like seeker (ah, man)
sit back, man bill it and laugh
the opp boys talk, but the cv’s passed (four)
tm too quick, had me thinking “rah” (rah)

[verse 5: ren10]
i got eyes on an ic3 (i see ya)
please tell me if it’s one of them neeks
f+cked thoughts when i’m in kp
one intention to make them bleed
i think god did save rb, how the h+ll did he make it through 2019? (how? how?)
and yes, i do blame kt
why? ‘cah the section 60
now the rambos looking too risky
and the fl!ck knifes looking all sticky
but i can’t lack now
i ain’t tryna turn pack like bisky
now the rambos looking too risky
and the fl!ck knifes looking all sticky
but i can’t lack now
i ain’t tryna turn pack like bisky
[verse 6: baby ratty]
popped off real rapid
slapped it, didn’t know he was could vanish (where’d he go?)
pull up at random, better thank god if you leave where you’re standing (thank him)
sav got put in my d+mn spliff (huh?)
latz got put in my d+mn spliff (and again)
jm got rolled in a d+mn riz’
f+cking h+ll, i’m too high, can’t hack this (no, i can’t)
think i’m in love with trapping
same way i was when i touched the hand ting (i love it)
spin ting spinner’s, a cowboy’s magnum
spin that block, sight opps then slap it (bow, bow)
you can be just bystanding
joint enterprise, so i still just whacked it
no drive+by’s, woke up and crashed it
he got left on the floor like an addict (brrr)



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