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e# da realest - eliminate the ls lyrics

yo, too sharp
(uh oh, calinci)
eliminate the ls
now what i’m talking about is giving an opp the same number of ls they gave you

yo, yo
when i step out the whip on the pavement (pavement)
my mask on in case the pagans
when i got a big bag on me, digdat like story
who gonna go save him (who?)
my broskis taking no risks when they wake up to the am (brrraa)
they ain’t blatant, cos they don’t wanna get home invasion while feds find ps in the bas+m+nt (brrr)
you ain’t never taken a bag, told don’t look in it
think it might have a book in it
took it to the main hood, innit
got loud then had to watch my man cooking it
(bap bap) yo, you ain’t never taken a bag, told don’t look in it
think it might have a book in it
took it to the main hood, innit
got loud then had to watch my man cooking it (yo, yo)
gunners on my block on the top
looking to bun man, before they get to rob
splashed man up at the lolly+pop shop (rrrraa)
felt like 50 cent, had a peng there to watch
too much sheffing up, got the towels dirty
ain’t got enough hammers, but blades about thirty
not enough squirties
still took a long shot with my ching just like fede valverde (boiii)
yo bro just jump out the 4 by 4 out the door, swear joe will be running (running)
you’ve got a bullet proof vest, should stop you taking ls if joe try bunning (bah bah)
it’s cunning the f+ck off stick that i got like the blacktown youngings (rrrrr)
that’s australian drill slang we only got one in the crib cos their sold out like bunnings
all my akhs sellin crack, but them opps got glocks so we know not lack (not lack)
dem man trya buy it, em dogs wanna try it, they copy my flow, i need it back (yo, give me my sh+t)
my bro _ _ got straps (facts), invest in waps man been playing cr+ps, yo
10 ls, 10 slaps, we put it back on the opps on their own map
yeah talk is cheap, so i’d rather sell no food for a week than make man bleed
cos it’s hard on the streets when you be infamous just like me (like me)
youngings be hitting me up want beef but that beef mouldy and diseased
what you mean free digga d? when he come out, bro i’m gonna get checked and policed

i’m putting on for the city, lil baby
with my rambo, i’m doing some shaving (rrra)
sheff gang up one night, in the morning its a banksy street painting (painting)
told _ _ to fling that blade
kkkkkhh amazing
the way you blazing em guns and laying em one
all your ls eliminated

beef old, i still see him
got the clip, put the t++th in
i be creeping
in the mall, ready for the sweeping and the beating
_ say he a blood, i don’t believe him
mall dog leaving, prob gone leaning
get my bruddaz for the teaming
cctv screening so burn up your shoes
by the end of the evening
all my akhs sellin’ crack, but them opps got glocks so we know not lack (not lack)
dem man tryna buy it, em dogs wanna try it, they copy my flow, i need it back (yo, give me my sh+t)
my bro _ _ got straps (facts), invest in waps man been playing cr+ps, yo
10 ls, 10 slaps, we put it back on the opps on their own map
yeah talk is cheap, so i’d rather sell no food for a week than make man bleed
cos it’s hard on the streets when you be infamous just like me (like me)
youngings be hitting me up want beef but that beef mouldy and diseased
what you mean free digga d? when he come out, bro i’m gonna get checked and policed

yo, as a youngin i’ve been dumping
bare sh+lls from gunning like a dump truck
something hit me when i wanted
to start crippyn’, i was only yung bud
a blood once called me neptune
so i got out my spoon and ended that dum f+ck
security cameras weren’t on me
only the cutlery, l paid in blood

brrrr, don’t f+cking test me
ya dog!
every time i spin 360 degrees, they take an l
and it’s a double when i slap their youts with a hammer
come on (uh oh, calinci)

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