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cgm - scores are 12-1 lyrics

[intro: loose1]
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty

[hook: loose1]
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly

[verse 1: loose1]
like who’s on top?, that’s us
things on stuff, so man don’t scuff
chef man up, then dust
chef man up
cah last man skid ‘nough times, the opps been cut
‘nough times been ridin’ on dem
man ridin’ on gems, ’til i leave man f+cked
and i seen + get ducked, then get stabbed up
what the f+ck is wrong with these punks?
bare time, jumped out of whips on my ones
my brother’s grippin’ on guns, bang
slap the dots and you’re done
dip him up, he get 1 or 2
[?], here for your mum
‘nough times stepped out with jsav, [?] joe and broski sk+m
1 got bored in his face
1 got bored in his chest, it’s long
so how you gonna talk about minus one?
the score’s like 12 and 1
and it’s us with the larger sum
don’t be silly, don’t be dumb
would be more but the boy just run
[hook: loose1]
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly

[verse 2: t.y]
word to my lil n+gga digga d
men are opps them, they got no gender
if you cross that bridge into golborne road
get your block knocked off like kenga
man have got guns on my team
man would’ve thought that thot did wenger
say you can hold shots with this m, right?
when your s plate, like marks & spencer
man do road and s
cos like most of my dawgs on obbo
still step round their ends
it’s li+like ‘nough man talk about bootings
all no+now, man i’ve seen no skengs
if an n turn foot or the four wheel drive
man i glide round there on peds
man 10 never bop round hr
might go round white city instead
how you think 4 man got splashed on the block?
just know my young g’s are ments
like, 3 man in a ding dong
but this tints ups so you can’t see no+ones head
like, run a man down on my ones
or i might run a man down with young febz
[hook: loose1]
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly

[verse 3: johnny 5ive]
no we ain’t 100
but we keep it 10
anytime i ching for my brothers
many time, throw smoke for my ends
and i always gotta take in lankz
cah you know big bro talk sense
and he told me “lurk round with the mash”
and when i ride, i don’t ask for a friend
i’m out there with my bruddas, ain’t no others
and we don’t rep no colours
we ain’t got the same muddas
ching anyone, i said “ching anyone for my bruddas”
i got no regrets and that’s blatant
and it’s always amm’, that’s my fragrance
they run and dash and lose agents
now we gotta send the hospital patients
this sh+t goes round in a circle
we go round again and again
they come round and chingin’ civilians
so we smoke man again and again
don’t p+ss me off or get violent
i just hold my waist and get silent
all you hear is (bow, bow, bow)
then i wanna bop from the sirens
[hook: loose1]
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
no face, move aggy
jump out gang, move scatty
gyal wan’ stick to the gang, move catty
mask on my face when i’m glidin’
no evidence and i don’t get chatty
di+di+di+dip, on violence
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly
i’ll just ching up a opp boy gladly

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