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cr7 (glane) - heath in hoodies lyrics

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[intro: d1]
cr7, 7 7s
see an opp, i’ll dead him
dead him, dead him, dead him, dead him
sku+du more, ay

[verse 1: d1]
gyally on me like my rammy on me
if i’m glidin’, yeah, you best skeet (ok)
‘cuz if i jump out the ride with traitors
try do it, he’s deffo gonna hold 3 (di+di+dip)
i got lv drivin’ the ding+dong
h+lla drillings in the backseat (sku+skrrt)
we’ve got 7 up, we don’t give no f+cks
when we’re boppin’ on croydon streets (nope)
heath in hoodies, croydon bopper (ay)
ever since i showed my .9
been pressurin’ opps, yeah, we’re doing ’em proper (skudu moped)
wah? we’re ready
wa+wa+wah? these yutes ain’t claimin’ a gang
these yutes are wet, these yutes ain’t ready (ok)
sparkz and lanco doing up leggy
danz got banged in the shop already
shoulda held 20 (leggy)
hammers and splashings, ding+dong whackings (ay, again)
4+door whips, ding+dong coupes
that’s silent whackings (ok)
got ’round there on a ding+dong ped (sku)
that’s 2 men, 1 wap
yeah, i’m really tryna leave man dead (ok)
but, let’s talk about trap and pebs
in ‘n out the bando, slanging these packs (jugg+jugg)
it’s mad how we get this cash (jugg+jugg)
i just linked to tr in the bando
i called up shh, lemme get that pack
i remember when my line went dead
i done some deals and i brought that back
and i was 3 for £50 in the head
so make sure you’re coming with the right cash
[verse 2: grinner]
don’t get me confused with rap
you cannot talk to girls and that’s facts
me in croydon, tryna get a boy knocked (what?)
they do drills and pull up on snap (neeks)
back from cunch, yeah, it’s lookin’ all mad (yeah?)
might have to cop me a little snap+back (huh)
or i might have to get me a haircut (come on)
save up opps, then run when they see me in black
skrrt, skrrt like kodak black
bro backed the mash and aimed at blacks (really?)
in ‘n out, we trap in them flats (skurrt, skurrt, skurrt)
“7 man fake, you ain’t real like that” (nah)
you ain’t real like that, i can tell you for a fact (yeah?)
we do not defend, my guys, we attack (what?)
if you send shots then i send it right back (what?)
if you send shots then i send it right back (yeah?)
evade the studio, go to your block with a mask
and hit you with the 619 (ba+bap, ba+bap)
this little light of mine, imma gonna let that sign
at any time
still screamin’, “free the guys”
but with my knife, any opp i spot gets 9 (no)
really in the streets like bt, wi+fi (guys)
always got the kitchen tucked on my side
a+b+c+d+e+f+glane
we the boss in these streets (all the time)
that’s what i rep
but i still bang for my 10 times 3 minus 23 (i’m a boss)
doing up road in my 23s
step to your block, who’s really on me?
i shoulda put ’em on itv (jordans)
gang
i shoulda put ’em on itv



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