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active gxng - no hook/carnage lyrics

[intro]
am to the o made this one you know
sebzbeats baby
ay tweeko mixed this you know, it sounds cold

[verse 1: suspect]
we move in packs like wolf
new zk i’m a sharp investor
ain’t got one gcse i was in ot tryna give out a tester
you think i got ptsd from the things i’ve seen my mind is messed up
hearts still clean new glock no beat
tryna tape that scene and make man rest up
shout out my agb’s real demons
we’re the reason that three blocks grieving
step every season had suspect creeping
i’m the reason that his hairs not еven
i’m a lyrical criminal when i get physical
keep that talk to a minimal
truth is man wan’ k!ll ‘еm all
left man critical
mumzy wishing for a miracle

[verse 2: t.scam]
who said that active gxng is retired?
i came fresh home and i upped that mileage
i was out for less than a week tryna tape that street
and close mans eyelids
they’re on snapchat jus’ woofing and hyping
i’m on snapchat jus’ preeing and spying
sight him, bark him, then go home and light him
jump out knife him or lean out bine him
i’m on the backstreet tryna fly out the back seat
my man ran and his bredrin said back me
if you lack on a block at night
you might as well stand for a sign that says pack me
i was in the trap with some crack fiends
you was at home with a bad b
bro bro got into a madness we came with a wap
and saved the day and now he wan’ bang me
[verse 3: suspect]
used to hit shots on the pinnacle
fifteen with the fifteen inch might sound typical
gotta move digital
everyone’s k!llable, wiggable
a vest can’t make you invincible
so protect your hat, try run away we will kweff your back
ay
the same place that he got packed is the same place that we flex our plaques
swing this sammy or guns get press
i done it with s and s
i done it with broadday, hitman, blitz and yevz
‘cah anything go for the set
ever looked at your blade see blood and flesh?
then thought sh+t then, wouldn’t wanna be them
ever ching man down ’til you got no strength?
try cut but bros saying do him again
saying do him again
man done him again gang gang put a opp in a coffin again
his mum is a cat and she knows we beef her son
bang bang got her cupping again
big bands got her girlfriend bopping again
i caught v1 should’ve got him again
they say he’s bad and he’s caught a m
he’s gone now won’t be a problem again
[verse 4: t.scam]
i used to hit cells of a ridge back
with a fl!ck nank
any cell man hit that
might be sut but i firm that kick back
sight him grip then lurk man hit that
no revives or get backs
when the ag’s get ’round for the chit+chat
remember when the hand ting jammed on him
he skeeted when he heard cl!ck clack
i miss ak man it hurt when he passed
talk on him get left in the past
the first one just shattered the window
the second one nearly done my mans dance
i was on the wing like mbappe
i wished that i played for france
instead i’m on the wing with my hand down my trousers
something’s getting plugged if i’m in this stance
i’m on the strip giving cats their fix
or on lurk with the twin twin no twix
circle the five circle the six
it’s been two hours can’t find these pr+cks
now i just find myself in the one
with the one pop tryna get man gone
please don’t talk about crescent
we get ’round there and we score on them man for fun
we pulled up but he wasn’t that speedy
now it’s looking like he got his drip from yeezy
ag’s fell off
don’t be cheeky
we want more packs ‘cah the gang too greedy
just cooled took it easy jump out the ride try leave him on tv
let it spray like graffiti
done it bait in front of cctv

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