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famouswesties - anniversary lyrics

bap, bap, bap, rack5, sav’o, lets do this sh+t, 3 my broskis, wanna know why this going in your chest, thats we in west, yeye its the best, when your rest up, imma make your family down then up, just like hitting you with a cup, bad b, no more makeup, you hide in flats, bet you sleep with rats, also with bats, lemme im talking facts, we do violent acts, cheff man, i ain’t tr++a l++k at +++, wet up opps is the plan, and shut up no rise and tan, imma tryna get the tracks no ban, that don is our fan, opps family get wetted even their nan, we do it sometimes in a van, get chinged, doctors having a scan, the man love talk on my name, shut up they want thе fame, you should have that ashame, all bad b’s arе just the same, maybe switch the gear, and change your frame, boxboy in the ford, no more talk bout him, he got bored, feds get floored, what have they ever scored, opps get chinged by a horde, them faces get smashed on the scoreboard

im here, i had to ching up his d+mn ear, the mandem like to hear, nittys drinking their beer, mums wipe off their tear, ching th+m w+++ a sp++r, make them faces a sphere, he got wet last year, opps now noticed fear, but we heard them man are near, when we slap opps, mandem cheer, he got done up, and he got done up, and he got done up, well is heaven bringing them up, rack5 splashed that opp, i remember soon cops, armed but no gun pops, batty men get chinged in tops, mostly in the shops, you won’t like it when your whole bredin drops, knives and props, which to get, get everything, feds think it a threat, but my bredin love when i wet, i catch opps on the net, we finally met, i crash him in my jet, doggy went in the vet, soon home, you could run and catch your bone, i hope you don’t groan, otherwise man getting a clone, slap that opp with a stone, he was all alone, when he dashed, didn’t he see a cone, feds setting up a drone, think civilians on the phone, imma always well known, that boy got wet and never shown, thats when the case was blown, but luckily no case, back to bredin base, opp get whacked in the face, haha feds can’t trace, cah we go on opps and chase, this ain’t a race, how bout stop the pace, im never getting a replace, you lot are a disgrace

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