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gogetbusy - gtk lyrics

[intro]
kezza

[verse 1]
i can’t trust no hooker, that’s a myth (no)
why you telling your man that you’re sick? you’re in the bando, pack plug, suckin’ d+ck (hooker)
he said that f+cks with my bro, i don’t give a f+ck, i don’t know this kid (who’s that?)
i don’t know how to speak to civils’, they all move shook, i’m a anti pr+ck (i’m anti)
i’m tryna chat to my girl on the phone, but m’s too loud when he scr+pes that dish (aye, chill out)
me and nattz had to blem with the nits’, she had her kids in thе back when we skrr’ through the bits (skrr)
my wifеy thinks i’m not gonna stop, little does she know, i’m sick of this sh+t (it’s jarrin’)
i used to chill with the yute, now he’s dead and my other bredrin, he’s doing’s ten in the bin (free the guys)
i had things goin’ on in my gaff, my right hand man took an l in the trap (f+ck)
he called me to pattern up straps, but i took long and it f+cked up the plan (my bad)
that sh+t there made me look bad, no excuse in my mouth, firmed that like a man (real life)
a weekend in the t, are you mad? f+ck that, you’re getting left in the yard with the cats (go there)
getbusy make racks in the trap, stack (go there)

[chorus]
get to know, man’s active, i’ve been in the whip, wizzin’ round with grubs
having long hair is a miracle, id parade, just tight them buns
i got bagged for a robbery, stopped and searched, they found some slugs
i bust that case so calm, due to find them sh+lls, didn’t fit mans pump (yeah!)
[verse 2]
some f+ckboy said he wan’ hurt us, i holla’d at bro, he won’t send man a burner (ten toes)
ten toes with my shank, no glock, i’m looking for timmy, i came with the turner (where they at?)
had to dip a cat twice in his neck, blood spewin’ out, left the crackhead curl up (dipped)
this sweet one’s saying that she love me, turn this b+tch to a worker (ugh)
bro, bro, to aggy, who’s that there in the alley? (who’s that?)
jay[…] was bopping and drippin’, i shaved his clart in my puma trackie (aye)
free sav, caught a case in o, man know my bro, he’s way to trappy (sav)
shout s, he’s chilling with the lifers, 2029, he’s back from the landin’ (free him)
my bro, pm, got remanded, and when he came home, he rinse that gyal’ like i rinse out cartridge (woosh)
she came to the bits for the d+ck, i weren’t on it, just bank that pack while i rass’ it
just bank that pack while i rass’ it
aye, aye, aye, aye

[outro]
{aye, aye, aye, aye, lp, lp, lp, lp)

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