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cgm - who? lyrics

[intro]
m1onthebeat
m1onthebeat

[chorus: digga d]
i went jail and the shooting stopped, came back out and it started again
let me ask you a question, who you think’s really blasting their skengs?
the popo think it’s us, ’cause it sure as h-ll ain’t them
and whenever the corn get buss, they kick up a fuss and blame my friends
i went jail and the shooting stopped, came back out and it started again
let me ask you a question, who you think’s really blasting their skengs?
the popo think it’s us, ’cause it sure as h-ll ain’t them
and whenever the corn get buss, they kick up a fuss and blame my friends

[verse 1: digga d]
popo kicked in the door, found so much grub in the yard and seized it
they know it ain’t personal use, i ain’t smoking food so they nicked me for pwits
t-t, not remits, glide with heart, man do it and mean it
step for the k like nizz, bro jacked her son, mj then jean’d it
the .32 spinner, it’s dirty, still bareback that sl-t, no rubbers
truss, you don’t wanna get stung cah pills won’t help that burn, on my mothers
rambisha left man leaking, still discharge, that’s dirty lovers
pull out and buss, no fuss, truss, i take the risk for my brothers
and hang out the ride like my man from boyz n the hood and slap that gauge
i just sold eight in seven days, i want it in loafs like dej
ot trips, t-t, no ticks, three bags change for twenty one days
there’s no way you’re a savage, you got no heart like 21 says
just got a call from ian, he said that he wants three b
wrap it in rizz, that’s orange, just got a four so i need three g’s
bro just got a o too, he wants me to wash it, i’ll do it for free
i’ll make this t mobile and live in the whip with light and b

[verse 2: sav’o]
on the net you can say what you want, live in the flesh, better back that chat
if corn gets crashed at us, i’ll put it on my life that we’re slapping back
went two opp blocks in a day and on both of the blocks where corn got crashed
everyday gotta take that risk, that could be by trap or glides with gang
back it and bark it, push bike, chance it
man back beef or start it, take mans sh-t, i’m telling not asking
step outside with the largest, aim up high, dump off at the target
she wan’ give blows and beat but man can’t jeet if the gyal can’t arch it
i’m banned from talking loose, if i could, i’d tell you ’bout drillings
most of them are stab victims, trust me, the scoreboards looking all different
bang on the opps, get bands, give me the drop i’ll slide, i’m itching
don’t talk about taking risks, when you know that you don’t wan’ risk it
brown and peng, golden lighties, ebonies onto the sav
get neck off a blue foot gyal then dash, no way can she flex ’round man
h-lla empty threats get sent, none of these paigons ride on gang
reload then flip that pack or stain, anyway i’mma get that cash

[outro]
m1onthebeat
m1onthebeat

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