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c1 (lth) - freestyle lyrics

[intro]
lt, free the gang
bap, bap

[verse]
if you’ve been shot, times 2, best sign out (i’m wild)
catch me an opp, and i’m more than wild out (wild out, wild out)
we’re known for the ride outs
backdoors popped, tryna blast man’s eyes out
she wanna f+ck c1 all night now (uh)
she got a man though (uh), she said “mind out” (safe)
this new victoria’s secret sweet old baddie
a man can’t find out (no way)
all the mandem roll with nanks (lt)
don’t test ss, you’re not man’s lights out (not that)
feds wanna question man
‘cah yutes get cheffed, and yutes get fried down (fried)
tell the paigons “pipe down”
don’t test skid on his zone, he’ll slide ’round (gеt there)
’nuff times gang put big binе out (uh)
can’t see them boy, they love hide out (hide out)
and we ain’t ever in it for the passa (uh, uh)
uh+uh, uh+uh, in the field like mata
black blade rambo, watch that splatter (ching, ching)
i leave b tings that are going like spragga (uh+ha)
uh, now, we don’t splash and boast
two hands in the ting like a gamin’ remote (gamin’ remote)
she looks fine, but she don’t give blows
what’s all the talkin’ about you hoes? (hoes)
whole club talk in the net, but sh+t with their tools
i ain’t gonna talk on fools (uh+uh)
she don’t know us (uh)
but she knows by the bootins’ (bap, bap)
she said “gangs rule” (safe)
every opp block get circled
’cause zimm’s too high pressed, his kid can’t stall
they know it was us
2 waps in the ride
then we made that sh+t look cool (lt)
++++ got put in his place (safe)
safe, ++++ got hit in the mains (uh, oh)
++++ got corn, he was dead
we ain’t hearin’ it, mate
++++ got 2 black blade (safe)
young ++++ got smoked, safe (uh)
now, he smokes weed on snap all day (done)
when we ride and slide, we ain’t comin’ to play
they really know that we stay (lt)
we ain’t causin’ a scene, that’s bait
uh+uh, uh+uh, uh+uh
done drills early, and done drills late
aim up high, tryna take off her face
free ma, done turn up the place
(free him, free him, free him, free him)
we ain’t takin’ the milkies, tenders, babe
we ain’t chillin’ with the slaters
it’s cat and stace
four door square road all over the mains
(skrr, skrr, skrr, skrr)
i done broke man’s jaw like hbk
face in the floor, you can call man a game
skittles all flyin’ right out on the gate
(bap, bap, bap, bap)
we ain’t do no things that you wished off, babe
things get done in the hills to play (lt)
feds wanna know what i done and did
mom said “i can’t live like this”
big boy pumps, and toys that spin
ask skid, ask ss, ask catz how it is
top thrill with the cats, it stinks of p+ss (uh)
top flow with the gang
and it’s lit, it’s lit (lit)
she wan’ link for the naz, won’t slip
amiri the jeans with the hole of the rips
she already knows that i don’t wine and dine
put blank and mist, what a waste of fine
tables turn skid when i had 9
violations, we don’t let sh+t slide
annihilations when we jump out rides
i ain’t jemmin’ it, never jemmin’ it
she chats too much, she ain’t celibate
at the end of the night, man’s kwengin’ it
fall for a ting ‘cah town ain’t far
and left in a ride, i know where we are
done it in foot, i don’t need no car
someone got chipped in front of his mum
someone got shot in front of the door
i said too much, babe, i ain’t gonna talk (bap)
you know wagwan when you f+ck with the dogs
rotties them itchin’, they bark (lt)
she wants to know what we do, but she can’t
(uh+uh, uh+uh, uh+uh)
she wants to know what we do, but she can’t
ay, lt (bap)

- c1 lth lyrics

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