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crasha (croftblock) - left & rights lyrics

[intro]
ay rocky, this wavy
yo, nazo, turn this up
ayo, [?] did a mazza

[chorus: crasha]
left and rights, do turns in the whip
told bro, “slow down, don’t wanna do skids”
load that full on the paigon strip
get a terrorist charge, we firm that spin
fencing maneuver, ying+di+di+ying
we gave them the drop and they didn’t do a thing
chest and back with zero ping
i’m the only grin when the nokia rings
left and rights, do turns in the whip
told bro, “slow down, don’t wanna do skids”
load that full on the paigon strip
get a terrorist charge, we firm that spin
fencing maneuver, ying+di+di+ying
we gave them the drop and they didn’t do a thing
chest and back with zero ping
i’m the only grin when the nokia rings
[verse 1: crasha]
my paigons tweak and chat so much
but they don’t buck gang ‘cah thеy ain’t on a thing
caught mk and he dropped his drink
ran so fast that i know he didn’t think
n+ggas don’t stay and back thеir ying
bare pushin’ your friends on a [?] ting
window ching, no verbal ting
get put in a he+rs+, that’s my shank in the bin
skid in the trap, putting crack in cling
while most of my guys are trapped in the wing
spaz got splashed and [?] swings
he ain’t got no waps, just chat for the ting
5+feet a guy, you know that he’s desperate
one move sh+t when you dashed in the b+tch
jumped off road ‘cah his clothes got ripped
they don’t wanna meet god then run up in risks

[bridge: crasha]
tug on my poles from baggin’ up bits
got pole [?] out, freakin’ everyone sins
i still got o, it’s the life i live
them man some runners, i chat no fibs
gang too rude, put faith in the mix
get the pack in the whip, get straight to the tiz
exit the whip if you spot that pr+ck
straight gbg if you touch my nig
[verse 2: crasha]
sergeant’s p+ssed, can’t link me to sh+t
‘cah i cover my prints with latex bits
blaze that pr+ck with an ancient stick
he ain’t done no drills, hoe rating sh+t
‘018, first time i blooded my ying
then dashed that shank so [?] a kid
13+ and them man are [?]
you know that crash made trappin’ lit
bando’s cold and it’s full of germs
don’t trust in your jix and yutes with perms
don’t leave ms ’til k!ll confirmed
little bro’s too tapped and he ain’t gonna learn
got a .9 with the 9, don’t get yourself hurt
leave exit wounds in [?] shirts
i’m just like [?], i’m so sick of these nerds
straight ying and yang, like fire the bird

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