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double iz - lin kuei ting lyrics

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[intro:mr mosthated & double iz]
m1onthebeat
mktheplug
brigades
more time it’s a lin kuei ting
the hit list!
fishbone d

[verse 1: mr mosthated]
when the field gets cold like winter
and when gyal take wood from the back
she can feel this cheffer
for this d, she can ride that digger
bro tried to glide in a q+shaped dinger
don’t cry if you see that clipper
cah i can hear big mike at the back of my head
lets f+ck up this n+gga
23rd don’t beef or just run from this trigger
in the trap and slang up them baggies
a13 look happy
phone ts, he way too trappy
slap it in cabbies
or make that dunga in alleys
in the studio rolll with a bally
what’s this dusty ting you call ammi’?
f+ck+off fatty
ride out to slade green ends with a bally

[verse 2: double iz]
i’m still tryna do it in 37 with the skeng
i’m still tryna do it like bizz
three fl!cks in my hand, let’s see who bleeds
back ‘dem blades, put a hole in ’em, like the heath
we come with waps, they breeze
the corn for the skengs gon’ show man speed
a13, we ain’t squashing beef, you’re all involved
one way this ‘ting gets solved
that’s exit wounds
cheffed or smoked, either, none gonna make it home
last time shooting i hit that post
reckon i’ll be better now like malone
any time that we step, no phones for the net
and if we’re under arrest then it’s ‘ cos a13
can’t run through hair like a comb

[verse 3: mr mosthated]
lk blinging, man up and chop dat bread
the beef gets blazed round here, watch this bankai drop to my leg
cah i got beef with grown+up men (all of them!)
you can talk on socials and provoke
one bad move and you will get poked
deathstroke mask, make ’em run like usain bolt
and this beef is real, it ain’t a joke
more time we don’t stunt on tracks
god d+mn, what happened to blacks
oh sh+t, what happened to capz
we don’t talk, bro go study your maths
i can see evolution on road
we used to be bros, now he’s involved
he’s on us but dis one’s crazy, i’m still with both

[verse 4: double iz & {mr mosthated}]
this wap dun made in china
double tap make it squeeze you could get more than a virus or prion
saving shots like a keeper
{chat sh+t, you can feel this beater
beg man im ahead of his time
clip off his head make him sing like hannah montana}

[verse 5: double iz]
beg man try cut through the bits
get sh+lled up like fits
try to walk home with your b+tch
we were on slip that day, no shivs in the whip
i’m in the back behind tinted window, i’m baking
parked up in the opp block estate, waiting for a paigon to cross my way
take this trip, now bro wants to test his aim
one blast this gauge
i do it for the guy’s that’s passed away
them boys gotta feel my pain
free all my mates and the opps em caged
get a ’round broad day for the squad
free, bizz, tk and the rest, man do it in 4’s like quads
this mop ain’t sneezing snot

[verse 6: mr mosthated]
let’s go frontstreet and provide that bulk
geez, the spliff look bigger than oak
your gyal know me, i’m the man on road
good gyal but for me, she’s a bloodclart hoe
good gyal but for me, she’s a bloodclart hoe
flip the pack of the weed then freeze like subzero
hit a rack and i’m splitting with bro
then, back to the quid on the low
look, ten+toe skidding n scamming like g4
bankai swing tryna ching with force
he got cheffed tryna child+lock doors
squad soon gon’ turn man corpse
swing them shanks but we swing them too
you know ’bout the lin kuei crew
counter+attacking, of course we do
pull up on–, like peek+a+boo

[verse 7: double iz]
step with my mates, yeah yeah drop out baitface
so the jakes don’t find this car
slap this wap, tryna wreck his chest
bath in pet’ then i find my yard
yutes on half, certain man come like kevin
all now they can’t find no heart
young g wan’ make p so he’s gone ot
i just helped him find his graft
and that thot there, she got no breast
she’s hitting the gym tryna find her ass
k and i trap, weed or crack
s+rank ninja i’m tryna find my class
i take two pulls and there’s smoke
back out the wap, that’s dot+dt+bow
roll up and bun, straight in that bud when the lin kuei ting gets rassed



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