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ap (cgm) - witness statements lyrics

[intro]
g8!
i’m in love mr. wot entertainement
cruuud!

[verse 1: itchy]
if i shank mans chest, i don’t want no intent
didn’t get what i want yeah i felt that stress
the back looks dead but her face come peng
can’t get third leg, 2 b-lls give neck (ay hold that)
ments
jailhouse, feeling all stressed
p-ssed off on loss and made canteen stretch
that’s gloves, blue b-lls, green sheets on bed
put blades in chest and i do it again (free up)
ot living, that’s poor condition
pebs in my mouth, gotta serve these kittens (ay serve that)
i don’t know about chilling, my toes them stink and my armpits kicking (smelly)
who done that drilling?
beat 3 am’s and they know who did it (that’s us)
station boys, sb love snitching (some d-ckheads)
glide with rambz, flick knives and kitchens (ching)
rip through tops and it hits man skin
man done ran off and still got chinged
how many times have we shanked these yutes?
j1 times 2, plus 2 on twins
shh got chinged trynna visit his friend, p-ssed
hospital beds come twins
i talk no lies, if i’m honest
got chinged by cottage, that day made the rambzi’s twin
unwrap that pack, tt rocks flashing (tt)
2 shanks, i don’t tolerate lacking
4 door whips when i’m doing up camping (skrrt)
125 and avoid that traffic
who’s that? what’s that?
broski grab it, slap it
how many times have we jumped out bait on the mains and suttin got captured? (how many?)
public place, get chinged or cabbaged

[verse 2: russ]
[?], who’s that one?
short and peng, hugeous b-m
get one f-ck, now she’s sprung
10/10 head, education
bill up your friend, medication
where’s these opps, i’m too impatient
shot ’round there, it is very vacant
on sight them, i do it blatant
give man 4 or more about 5, not fortnite
can’t get revived
that’s your b-tch, i’m leaning inside
riding shotgun, the waps would take 5
you don’t make racks or bang, you’re too lie
full grip, phone the cats, we stay fly
your cousin got bored, it soon be your time
mb, m splash, i beg a boy ride
jeans cost 5, coat cost 8
pressure them boy, we ain’t got no brakes, brakes
f-cking h-ll, you’re too fake
just got shh from qway like [?]
shut down shows, i’m running up checks
latina, she’s giving man neck, neck
hear my voice, she gets wet (ay)
give a gyal my third leg
bedroom bully, f-ck up that bed
soldier riddim, shoulder ‘pon leg
what’s the score? how many bled? (how many?)
he held 20, shoulda been dead (dead up)
holy moly
cg cut, biggest p-ssy (where you’re going?)
leave my friend, could never me
1 more k!ll, get uav

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