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cgm - crib session lyrics

first part [intro]
m1onthebeat
mktheplug
m1onthebeat
mktheplug
teewizz

[verse 1: digga d]
3+piece in a bag, kentucky (tucky)
st and banks went live so i got round instantly with the brucky (bo+boom)
them boy try run, let off two from the drum
but they never caught none, they’re lucky (lucky)
press on hammers, i ain’t got no manners
his baby mum gave me ucky (b+tch)
i swear that anti got chinged (ching)
gwopz, st, ad and tugz and both of them p+ssyhole twins (some d+ckheads)
lightskin made young teewizz swim
opp block settings, on violent things (violent)
i’m going equipped, peds and whips, hand on hips
if jeezy tripped then he would’ve been p+ssed
if jeezy tripped then he would’ve got dipped
creepz tried draw me out when i was locked in jail
is he f+cking dumb? (some d+ckhead)
how can his bredrin shoot up his yard and nearly murder his mum? (some d+ckhead)
that happened a few months back (back)
and what has he f+cking done? (some d+ckhead)
he’s wearing general’s trackie in trap goes dead
he’s a f+cking bum (ayy)
[chorus: digga d]
who them man tryna draw out? (what?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like trees)
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like trees)
who them man tryna draw out? (me?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like ‘low it)
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees

[verse 2: sav’o]
when i shank man up, man tear through guts
man, i stab for the k!ll
these n+ggas keep talking my name
this sh+t’s about to get real (real)
wet man down til his heartbeat stops
js, i ain’t got no chill (1011)
1011 on volts, us man make bands and us man drill (drillers)
remember that day? it was me, zk, ty and my bro, loose1 (gas gang)
jump out the whip, man try run
i caught him and i chinged that punk (d+ckhead)
talk on my name, them boy there g+y
i f+cked man’s baby mum (normal)
any estate, back that blade
bro know how to dip man’s lungs
jail two times, on the wing with the gang
back that rambz, creepz sav done dashed
back that pole, st got whacked
and i stepped in a rave and a man got splashed (some d+ckhead)
n+ggas think they can beef me
ducked down longz and i ducked down jeezy
young rev ran two times, he’s neeky
all the opp thots are mad too needy (some badders)
peng gyal on man from kway
man d+ck that down til i’m feeling pleased (uh huh)
bros dem been hitting stains (mhm)
my bros, dem trap in the streets (normal)
get caught by four of their dons and we all gave them four, then i made 16 (ching)
still got gloves and ballies on faces when we go bush mcd’s (some d+ckhead)
[chorus: digga d]
who them man tryna draw out? (what?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like ‘low it)
who them man tryna draw out? (me?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like ‘low it)
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees

[verse 3: horrid1]
n+ggas know that i’m back
you want kim kardash? yeah bro, i can get that (bow)
man back out the mash and make your car dash
man know i’ll press that (skrr)
jakes had man in wano and scrubs, that’s a minor setback (it’s calm)
back that dots, aim that high
live+o, man press that (bow)
man try say that i run with my sword
is he f+cking dumb?
run up in the shop and chopped my man
and he went and snitched to his mum (remz)
all this talk on my name
how many times have i made you run? (sorry)
teewizz got splashed and died, and i don’t feel sorry for his mum (wizz)
[chorus: digga d]
who them man tryna draw out? (what?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like ‘low it)
who them man tryna draw out? (me?)
could never be me
the last time i saw him, his chest got bored out
i dipped like four of them neeks
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees (like ‘low it)
i ain’t got no patience, play for the pagans
man get smoked like trees

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