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c1 - basic lyrics

[intro]
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’ (hd, hd)
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block

[verse 1]
if you ain’t one thing, that’s another
bank call from my brother
but yet, go broke for my mother
dot+dot same size as slim
that f+cker constant chris, no tucker
anything green get bun like this thameside jumper
so keep it one hunna
and we still gotta ride with waps
i ain’t on tickin’ cats
chest shot gang like s and man
seems like everyone tryna be bad
ma’s mum, money makin’ act
still ride when i shoot it like sav
they had me locked up in the can
the bait in anero amber’s back, but i need me a hundred cats
i need me another thousand racks
i don’t need no ap buss+down
gang needs like a hundred waps
valley on tight with skid, ridin’ sh+t
you ain’t ever seen opps dash
how can the opps them lie and sh+t?
you don’t wanna see ma get mad
rise the hats, two got slapped
lmb, they never look back
you see b, that’s a violent man
opps play hide and seek with gang
anywhere it goes, maddest of hoes
two opp thots wanna be with man
trident think they onto the gang
try name c as a violent man (hd, hd)
free m out the can
[chorus]
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block

[verse 2]
if suttin’ got smoked and the opps ain’t braggin’, i must know what happened
the ridin’ ting is a fashion, two out of two and we left them laggin’
i got+got, why lie? the ridin’ ting got my man fried
they got me blacked out like night, and them man all slap corn at skies
vigorous c, lt, i still gotta slap corn with one eye
the opps are useless, how they tryna shank up their own guys?
we got ++++ just in time, it’s peak how ++++ never got down ++++
anywhere it goes in ++++
how did ++++ not take his life?
they had me and m inside becah if it weren’t by m, it was i, i
the glidin’ ting got boring, look back and i see jakes just snoring
’nuff times, we were opp block tourin’
who’s on who? we approach with caution
got shot, we don’t hand out warnings
they grabbed for an am, no morning, morning
[chorus]
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked (hd, hd )
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block

[outro]
i was on the ride, tryna red top suttin’
do it myself or do it with squad
i done half of my ting on basic
had c slowly losin’ the plot
catch only two, tryna low man’s opps
we got whip in the kettle, no pot
i got p+ssed when my darg got locked
but it’s nothin’, right back to the block
(hd, hd )

- c1 lyrics

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