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cb (7th) - broad day lyrics

(cb)

n-gg-s wanna talk about drillings
if i had one more bell in the chamber they would have been k!llings
put corn and change mans fillings talking grow yards i’ve been in it
crowbars, rambos siz still hops out with spinners
more time i’m like let’s lurk bro’s like we got no dingers
now he’s got me feeling low let’s rob some n-gg-s
right now anyone can go so you best dodge me n-gg-
and trust me we make corn blow that’s why the feds too inner
still grind hard tyrana get figures we were cyg
had the fear into the team bare man fell off
cause their heart weren’t into the beef
cause their heart weren’t into the streets
n-gg-s can’t talking about me cause
i have dun put in work for the g’s and still still put work for the team
i keep my circle tight everyone in my circle rides
we do drillings yh we are hurting guys
i miss dimz yh he’s certified
been out all day yh long shift tryana get paid
yh we do drillings them straps get blazed
anyway we go get clapped broad day
money and violence still riding tryana dodge trident
take me in lord knows i ain’t lying
get round there like where the f-ck are they hiding
get round there like where the f-ck are they at
put it on my life the don’t wanna se blackz
cause more time they are gonna see waps
need more corn cause that corn gets dashed
yh yh that corn gets dashed see me with m your running laps
man gets caught you ain’t coming back
so you best pray when something bangs
don’t do drive bys hop out the ride man is get that live
6 in the clip man is letting off 5
1 for the feds cause they took my guys
like f-ck em man still g lean with the suttin
you got views you ain’t on nothin
talking about riding trust man does it
if i see him i’ll bun him corn in clips come bigger then onions
last time i saw that punk he was running
they don’t want smoke i can put that on my mothers
don’t lack cause the corn come live
we got skengs so the opps don’t ride
ride out where you can’t past this line
can’t step in the 7th more time man steps with weapons
do drillings yh we bath in petty buck yb will turn man fetty
ching mans eye we got rambos, spinners and rides
beefing us you better think twice
it’s peak now geting dark at 5
i swear the team is most hated
why’s that cause we drill on pavements
trigga happy just aim at faces
them man pattys can’t call them paigons
them man way to chatty when i got the mash i was way too happy
i love riding i’m way too catty stop that opp i’m do man badly
like who wants p-ssa i’ll dip man down just for banter
turn man ghost i ain’t talking about casper
skengs on deck one call for the hammer
7th to the world and back
i was doing road you were singing on tracks
kway back the team use to lurk in cabs
everything i rap on my life that is facts
still tyrana get my bread up
still ride tyrana leave man dead up
knew the risk don’t beef with the gaza
we will get round them and leave the whole place sh-ll up (gaza)

- cb 7th lyrics

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