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aj tracey - animal freestyle lyrics

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[verse 1: aj tracey]
see now i’m in front, n-gg-s like “hold up”, one bang, jaw will lift
told trap, “slow money’s better than no money”
slow love while i was on the strip
talk slugs like they’re known thugs
bed for these little kids, yeah i’ll get him tucked in
girls are the main thing you should never trust in
this chick gave coordinates, then we went and bucked him
call that a dominatrix ’cause she f-cked him
i know guys doin’ grand theft with an auto
every day i’m hustling cuh we need more dough
said, “stop, wait, fam, go and take the ride”
every whip’s more green, call it avocado
i’m getting yardie bread, you can call it hard dough
ralph cap matching the polo, marco
told the chick, “yolo, and it’s getting dark, so”
she got her chest and she turned up stark-o

[verse 2: devstar]
almost to the top, i won’t fall off
i gotta go to score, penalty spot
flashbang, red dot, zoom in, headshot
i had to lay down, that was too much cod
bare snakes in the gr-ss, they catch rats
get slapped in your face like kat stacks
snitchin’ to the po-lease for the fat stack
i got time for you like i was on tag
i’ve been to the top, you guys are all waste
sayin’ you’re the best, but you watch face
i’ma tortoise to the game, but i win here
speed me up, clutch down, fifth gear
my boy alex, ceo, cash city
now i’m wearing it, girls ‘wan give me hickies
oopsy daisy, these girls call me chippy
ménages with big b-ms, itty bitty piggy

[verse 3: aj tracey]
f-ck g-ngb-nging, i bang barcodes
more g-u double c-i garms, so
get it while you’re young, cah nothing ever lasts bro
youngers on attack, shout gunners, -rs-nal
we go hard round here, call it west ham
yeah we got the best gash and we got the best slang
i go shopping, no need for a vest and chicks come and bounce cah i’ve always been a breast man
festive cheese and the zest gang
more than a gully side, gaza, you’re less than
a couple f-ggots wanna fight me, come test man
buck me, i’ll get a red patch on my left hand
lose your weight round here, call it slimfast
back now, getting stuck in like a splinter
if we got the green jar then we’re moving ninja
if you’re not informed then you’re getting injured

[verse 4: devstar]
there’s gonna be a problem for the rap scene
leave my spit in his face like suncream
go and shine bright like a high beam
game over, ask tinchy and pro’ green
i’m like konan the way i crept in, tiptoe ting
everybody wanna step in
more girls in the bin because they’re light-skinned
straight freestyle ting, n-body fighting
i’d ‘ate to be you, call me -rs-nal
you drop the sock just to get into the -rs-hole
i’m at the top, everybody wants a cl-ss now
i got the jack in the hand, i hold the cards now
haters fail to catch me, call me jerry
lookin’ at the girl in the corner with the berry
she looked at me like, “come get the cherry”
catfight in the springer, you can call me jerry



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