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dopesmoke - threat 2 life lyrics

[intro: vd]
are you listening?
free the f+cking guys, you know man’s just banged up with ty right now, oi
get me, free miz. free giant
free f+cking sizzlez, free trapmash, free bugz, free lr, oi
free the guys, man
serious

[chorus]
feds say i’m a threat to life
i guess they’re right, ’cause he lost his life (they’re right)
i’m married to this rambo knife, ’til death does part it won’t leave my side (my bae)
jump out and cheff that twice
spark that zoot and hope that he dies (dead up)
don’t gamble your life like dice (don’t do it)
there’s only one chance that you gеt this life (don’t do it, don’t do it)
the feds say i’m a thrеat to life
i guess they’re right, ’cause he lost his life (i guess they are)
i’m married to this rambo knife, ’til death does part it won’t leave my side (never)
jump out and cheff that twice
spark that zoot and hope that he dies (deceased)
don’t gamble your life like dice (don’t do it)
there’s only one chance that you get this life (don’t do it, don’t do it)

[verse 1]
fill up the ride, ‘cah the talking’s long (too much)
don’t come to the hill, ’cause you could meet god (don’t do it)
jakes wanna do man wrong, but my case dismissed like solomon (dead up)
i mean drop like stompz (dead up)
three man bang up, it was f+cking long (long)
late night, watch him gogglebox (sh+t)
i was chilling in the wok, two cans in my sock
freeflow, i might buck me an opp (maybe)
and i might lamblock (i might)
but it is what it is
numerous man’s been chinged (how many?)
what you know about living on the opp block and the opps ain’t doing a thing? (nothing)
sit back, laugh with the gang
how they rap when they ain’t on p+ss? (how?)
we got countless opps in rizla, fill up the dinger and pray that we get one (come on)
pulling up at best ones (pull up)
and we got down two (more than that)
in the a, like peeka+boo
skeng woulda dead if the door went through (skengroy)
and opp thots wanna hit this zoot
it’s gorz or munna when you inhale, boo (slow down, bae)
and he couldn’t even take a poo (why?)
p+ssed, shoulda just stayed at home (should’ve)
and this b+tch don’t leave me alone
she heard i’m dopes, now she giving me dome (too catty)
see, he got bun like toast
chop this rock and fly it o (boom)
little bro wanna make some rackage, bank this package and get it sold (fly it, fly it, fly it)
[chorus]
feds say i’m a threat to life
i guess they’re right, ’cause he lost his life (they’re right)
i’m married to this rambo knife, ’til death does part it won’t leave my side (never)
jump out and cheff that twice
spark that zoot and hope that he dies (i pray)
don’t gamble your life like dice
there’s only one chance that you get this life (don’t do it, don’t do it)
the feds say i’m a threat to life
i guess they’re right, ’cause he lost his life (i think they are)
i’m married to this rambo knife, ’til death does part it won’t leave my side (never)
jump out and cheff that twice
spark that zoot and hope that he dies (i pray)
don’t gamble your life like dice
there’s only one chance that you get this life (only one)

[verse 2]
the dead opps get smoked like shisha
i’m chilling in the trap with ben and lisa (i’m chillin’)
i just got a call from peter
you know i serve food like the local nisa
nuttin’ ain’t changed, still g’d up (nuttin’ ain’t changed)
gyal tek f+ck and opps get spleeged up (yeah)
eveeryone knows who we are, m squad, opps don’t really wan’ beef us (they don’t)
you can get cut like a slice of pizza (cut that)
you can get smoked like a dirty blem (eurgh)
pl+please don’t sit on the fence, you can get wet just for chilling with them (like jayza)
ay broski, rev up the ped
let’s get round there and find these gms (where they?)
how many man have we cheffed? (how many?)
look, them man love chatting on yk (don’t do it)
let’s not forget how s1’s dead (don’t do it, don’t do it)
i told broski “bill up a reckless” (bill him)
swing it to me and let’s bill him again (bill him up, bill him up)
this life that i live is mental, running down neeks and grown ass men (fassy)
this baddie wanna suck and f+ck
i’m talking on stompz, got me coughing again
free vd, they got him locked in the pen (trust me, free him, trust me, hah)
[outro: vd]
f+cking h+ll

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