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dimzy - street love lyrics

[intro]
alla dat, alla dat
swifta production (drillers drillers)
jump out gang in the building
yeah alla dat, alla dat
60 (60)

[hook: dimzy, ld]
i got love for the fiends (ayy ayy)
love for the plugs (yo yo)
love for the scales (love love love)
gillette blade and it’s grub (alla dat alla dat)
love for my shooters (ayy)
all the hammers and bells in trucks (live corn live corn)
nuttin’ ain’t changed
still walk with skengs on us
man do up the streets (do it do it)
do up the shows (do it do it)
do up a brick (ayy ayy)
drop it and go
then do up your hoe (do it do it)
motorway trips (yo yo yo)
i did that loads (loads loads)
before 4 door trucks
man was bangin’ on the opps ten toes (ten toes ten toes)

[verse 1: dimzy]
before 4 door trucks
man was bangin’ on the opps to the whites
then we did ten toes (ten toes)
numerous amounts of dipping’s
countless times that we let off smoke
‘member cosigning o’s on my outfit, cost like more than an o
‘member when big bro dropped us poles
now we just got poles
we’re addicted to smoke
real bro came back home on smoke
he’ll do it anywhere, anytime for the bros
they think dead, i had a dareless goal
man’s pulling up anytime for bros (skrt)
even when we drip in gold
we’ll ching the place if they question bros (splash)
we’ll rise it up and then dance for show
don’t p-ss us off we got waps with stones (waps)
they took jango and [?]
man are tryin’ to sweep up the rest for show
i done too much motorway trips
ask liquez and j ’cause we did that road
now we do up flights and tour bus (tour bus)
head back home with some sweet bankrolls (racks)
due to spend your rent on gelato smoke

[verse 2: liquez]
before 4 door trucks
i was bangin’ on the opps ten toes
there were gloves
black bandana (yeah yeah)
with long pole, and my black trench coat
(know) try ‘n know that it’s fully loaded
we can ride all night
we got loads of smoke (smoke)
red dots, headshots
i’ma put the beam on if the boy ain’t close (bow)
and no, i ain’t runnin’ no joke
i just drop man up ’til he’s pale and cold (cold)
i know i ain’t dyin’ for now
i’ma live my life ’til i’m grey and old (i know)
i know i ain’t runnin’ for sh-t
ask them opps and the paigons know (they know)
i really stand my ground out ‘ere (out ‘ere)
now these n-ggas can’t take my soul (no)
when 67 ride up
it’s lucky if they make it home (they be lucky)
feds couldn’t cell-side me
when i ride, i don’t take my phone (no)
when 67 ride up
it’s lucky if they make it home
new park road, no
that’s a no-go
shout out dimzy
that’s my bro tho (my bro)

- dimzy lyrics

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