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block 6 x ct x 28’s – they know #wickedandsplash lyrics

[verse 1: a6]
6 gang on roads
i don’ really wan boast
see them mandem’s cold
now them man them know
see i got the 44 and the 38 turn man ghost
ling-ling gon’ make man choke
them man give both
see mad max home
lemme grab that whoa
see the young g’s there with the strap like catch their smoke
do i chat sh-t, no
ay sykes
when you see an opp in the block go sn-tch their soul
see i heard that greeze got slapped with the 3-3 gang
he’s on phone to the gang
man want bird no biggie
see me and s in the cut you know that’s gonna be sticky
6 gang that’s down with a spin
me on vokes with the mizzy
i was on shootings
you can’t tell me ’bout shootings
you can’t chat about dem man dere
cah we run lewisham
like look at the score my n-gg- like look at the opps them losing
1 friend that’s dead-up
and the h-lla friends keep it movin’
see how many times like how many times do we skid round there
see man’s been there, one man up in my sliders man don’t care
so i see them boy in the jailhouse n-gg- all the opps them scared
can’t come to the block and chill like there
dem man dere weren’t dere

[verse 2: frogz]
we them block boys any never heard
spreading through the city got me feeling like i’m germs
and the greedy motherf-ckers wouldn’t ease like a furnace
see my b-tches lookin’ pretty i might need another verb
smokin’ on the herbs got me floating off to earth
tryna stack notes got me posting on the curb
trappin’ in the winter got a brother need a [?]
i just pray i die rich not that n-gg- die first
like same sh-t different days got me hosting the next motive
got the best c-ke and heads gone explosive
bun him that means you thinkin’ about old sh-t
like when i used to run phones and other sh-t
but now, i load up the stick aim it and trust me i never the pr-ck
hit him in his head yeah split a n-gg-s wig
you can catch me on the 6 with the 6 in the clip

[verse 3: lil sykes]
i heard bare man
lie on the net
4, 1 gyal one dead-us
phone him up for one pack
i ain’t got dat
unless your phoning for benners
man wan act for the fans
with a big back
brown skin ting wan kweng us
just coolin’ over here with the savages
coolin’ over here with the skengas
you claim spartan i’m over here i’m laughing cuh your main guy you left him, he tripped up so the p-ssy got dipped up big bro over there had to get him
this year’s bands
this year’s all about money
callin’ on a boat that’s settings
signed to the streets, signed to the streets i’m cuffed up but you ain’t invited to my wedding
there ain’t no love
if you want cash from the bros then the bros them will always cash back
especially in a maze
get a quick chase from the jakes
man get away when that’s that
slap one yute when i could
flying to his chest
the brown on the gun that’s fat
rob one dough for his crop
don’t run it back
so man can’t tell me about trap

[verse 4: kuntz]
4 from your average [?] out here doin’ up road
nlmb we can’t stick to the cold they got too much love for the bros
add a k and you know how it goes man down if you don’t 10 toes
cos my 8’s they official
h-lla new faces all my drillers be out here from little
and that’s real sh-t, reckz is gone so real p-ssed
f-ck the judge he took arch too
that n-gg- always trapped it
we [?] back from your 80’s bandit
been on the field like praying mantis
always gotta eat well so i help myself like banquet
like run up in the trap with the dogs dem
rambos and straps when we marching

[verse 5: sykes]
buss your gun when you see me
n-gg-s run when they see me
d6, d6
man them man know, man already know who it is
big rasclart s wizz
been on your strip
i really let that grip
skududu dudu i started that sh-t
28 gang i’m the heart of that sh-t
can’t find a different [?] not part of that sh-t
[?] still rollin’ my strip
rollin’ my strip
wicked and bad what where, #crashwhatwhere
none of my guys been scared
get the drop on the opp then i step round there
2 sh-lls in my dots then i get round there
harlem kuku what the f-ck what where
ask loski when i got round there like broski
n-gg-s ain’t going no where

- block 6 x ct x 28s lyrics

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