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67 - bros lyrics

intro: dimzy:
67
alla day

verse 1: dimzy
aighhhhh
invasion where invading first ring first, we after these payments
multiply , divide and then saving, made my first bag on the pavement
plenty waps no debating mind we scratch you out on these pavements
feds hate us, it’s blatant , bare articles, man i hate them
big wap on deck and we blaze them straight out the blood cart pagans
and how much scenes did we leave taped? they had spliffs rotating
and way before we all this drilling talk , we done too much shaving
still in need of them waps around, coz my life so dangerous

verse 2: liquez
ready or not we’re sliding on opps, if we see the feds, we’re failing to stop (we’re gone)
the big fire arms on my waist , on my arm, a big fire arm , got my gun loaded up and already clucked , don’t f+ck around boy, you will get shot
you ni++as ain’t hard, your ni++as are all soft , them ni++as ain’t done dirt , them ni++as are all washed
if you came round here you get lost and get shot
now you i gotta stay low coz the blocks all hot
after i shoot the machine’s all lock , coz the feds know us as we’re crashing off
67, still gang+bang non+stop
if i rise that up, that’s your head back off

verse 3: sj
savage ni++a no 21, team’s raw like stockwell
two bells and a big gauge, barrels all looking oxtail
use your legs or leaded up or run and drop and get wetted up, jail ni++as and they know the gang
jails bruddas and they breaded us
man’s all step their drunk roll and smoke like skunk
whip this bine , get bun , had kitchen piercing lungs
kuku step like ruth , i do road like doosh
mad itch got boo+boo dancing mad l’s got mercedes dancing
verse 4: asap
on a let’s lurk tour no mic or stage just spinners and peds like i wanna do drills instead (drills)
i can’t lack little ni++a that’s dead approach me wrong you might end up dead free slows and django that’s another stress off man’s head
feds want gang locked coz we’re trapping feds want locked coz we’re drilling all the war that we got ain’t equal 674 we winning feds want gang locked coz we’re trapping
feds want locked coz we’re drilling all the war that we got ain’t equal 674 we winning (winners)

verse 5: ld
we don’t call no troosh 2018 first blood that was us drose just spilt man’s juice anywhere you see me in traffic i’m doing up strider tings in boots man do on foot like we do it on car and ped and roll and shoot
should have seen how i did it with m same way i how i did it with loose same way man did it with dimz and j same way my did it with hoopz
sixty step man get it correct see gang pulling up see loose or moose that’s the fur on the coat and we’re backing up tings that shoot

- 67 lyrics

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