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cgm – 10+1 lyrics

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[verse 1: digga d]
can’t lie, one time got it poppin’
he backed his shank and stayed, can’t knock it
and when sav gets mad, can’t stop him
riding, glide on the opps dem often
i think that i add to much mag’
cah the oil looks weird and the work weren’t locking
cop it, chop it, pop them guns
get hot on the block, man shot that

[verse 2: sav’o]
more action, less chattings
sav too sav’, i’m a savage
back then, man, it could’ve been k or j
just billed that, both of us backed it
jump out, whoosh, like i’m taze
on a next man’s block, let’s see who’s on badness
the opps don’t control their block
they ain’t doing a lot, they ain’t into the action

[verse 3: msk-m]
skid ’round with five, tryna find them guys
i ain’t talking no burger
have you ever seen a .40 spin with the hollow tips
that’s a lethal burner
free bro, that’s a well known lurker
suttin’ got slapped, no tina
but i’m talking two hands on a turner

[verse 4: ty]
saw man step and i jumped out, cheffed him
his bredrin left him, guess he weren’t on it
last time that i revved up my engine
had man’s face all over my bonnet
hold on, who’s that? what’s that? slow down
jump out quick, make sure he don’t clock it
whip it and lock it, chop it, traphouse working that profit

[verse 5: rack5]
all now i hear chat for days
no one ain’t done that
two in a day, who you think done that?
drill their block and them boy don’t come back
no take backs, i know about drills in cabbies
like, when man go [?], suttin’ gets spilt on trackies

[verse 6: striker]
up front in the field
that’s striker cgm
big dots in my top or the fours in their block
when i’m lurking for these gems
like my n-gga double tap, i’m in love with skengs
my four long is heartless, that’s my trusted friend

[verse 7: horrid1]
n-ggas know what i’m with the cheffers
flip that, dip that, no flip-flap, man do it with tekkers
no chit-chat, man do him in seconds
whip, sit back with loaded weapons
smith & wesson, .357
slip, trip, get severed
touch my estate, rudeboy, get peppered

[verse 8: ap]
free bro, he’s a one hand tapper
2.2, three man, .44, five shots in this six shot spanner
shout hunch, he’s a well known chinger
done it with him like rack5 and digga
control that spinner, remington grip and then burn that ringer

[verse 9: splasha]
it’s splasha, the nutter
well know ’cause i use my cutter
my man tripped so we made him suffer
can’t get nicked, tryna see the summer
numerous cases, one for a shank, two shavers
that’s four mans, two places
bro hit [?] with good aiming

[outro]
all now i hear chat for days
that’s striker cgm
free bro, he’s a one hand tapper
dip that, no flip-flap, man do it with tekkers
no chit-chat, man do him in seconds
whip, sit back with loaded weapons

- cgm lyrics

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