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carns hill - hammers 4 days lyrics

[verse 1: monkey]
kwe, kwengings
4+door man step with members
can’t ride with no pretenders
’cause i ain’t tryna be locked up
and [?] these young offenders
they got jango locked up for the third time
just watching some eastenders
when a+team step
that’s s+a+d
trust me, you ain’t gonna leave the scene
tryna touch head, back, shoulders, knees and toes
and watch man lean
hammers for days, hammers for days
why you think bro fell in love with machine?
why you think bro fell in love with the trap?
rolls and the royce and dubai with trap
meanwhile, i’m on the m+way doin’ up maps
juggin’ juggin’ be a hobby
all i wanted was a stack
more money, more money
since i hit a l!ck, i ain’t ever looked back
my young juvy[?] doin’ drills
on the opp block dressed in black
gang

[verse 2: kwengface]
i just went selfridges, and i just spent me a 1+2 [?]
had the guards on the following ting
so i just brought out the 1+2 [?]
just made racks off tour de opp
still on the curb tryna make that flip
flip then dip, twist n sh+t
do it once more then a man just skip
man can’t say i don’t slap that ting
[?]few times that i let that rip
yo, how can i beef these kids when they ain’t got heart and they ain’t got sh+t
zone 2 step, man done it with trizz
this time last year with varnz and [?]
shh shh went shh got chinged
got [?] in the ride and a baby ting
you already know how the chit+chat goes
lean out the ride and let that go
let it off 2 times, tryna see man’s ghost
[?] stepped on the set tryna see that dough
do it in ends, do it in o
man can’t f+ck with my ps and o
2+2 step with the drizzy flow
why you so wrapped when your boy got [?]

[verse 3: karma]
ridin’,ridin’
man really love steppin’ (ridin’)
pull up on any opp+block
can’t stop for a copper got offensive weapons
[?] from zone 2 peckham (peckham)
the other day i sold my ramz
[?]suttin got splashed and left stains on my ramzy (splash)
i missed that one ’cause it came in handy (always)
jook a mans heart, at his chest
sauce, that’s saucy, nuttin’ ain’t fancy (ching)
i really got the sauce like fashion, splashing
pull up on your block, get patterned (splash)
this is real life, no we ain’t just rappin’
we all ride, no we ain’t just trappin’
bro in the ride tryna aim and bang it
kweng try slap at a face but d+mn it
he woulda been dead but the ting weren’t bangin’
note to self: pattern up, get this money
f+ck these honeys, don’t worry ’bout girls
i put one point eight on scales to
zero point nine for the clientele
i was p+ssed when bro went jail
for the same d+mn ting when we got bailed (p+ssed)

- carns hill lyrics

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