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hooligan skinny - drills on drills lyrics

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[intro]
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drills on drills someone put a belt on my shoulder
i’ll drill them once and i’ll drill them twice and i’ll drill these c+nts till i’m older
let it f+cking fly but a homicide can’t name a f+cking crew colder
at a crossroads with his gun smoke mums still praying for a soldier

[hook]
drills on drills someone put a belt on my shoulder
i’ll drill them once and i’ll drill them twice and i’ll drill these c+nts till i’m older
let it f+cking fly but a homicide can’t name a f+cking crew colder
at a crossroads with his gun smoke mums still praying for a soldier

[verse 1]
yeah, please point me to cantos saying that he gon’ one up
pack got picked
old mate didn’t wanna show cause he knows that
he would’ve got done up done up proper
still in the field making plays like lockyer
all these rappers eric badders
jump on the net and they talk like choppa

[pre+chorus]
and thats facts on facts
talk like gang that’s racks on racks
do a lot of this but i do not cap
people pull up
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back
get clapped
[hook]
drills on drills someone put a belt on my shoulder
i’ll drill them once and i’ll drill them twice and i’ll drill these c+nts till i’m older
let it f+cking fly but a homicide can’t name a f+cking crew colder
at a crossroads with his gun smoke mums still praying for a soldier

drills on drills someone put a belt on my shoulder
i’ll drill them once and i’ll drill them twice and i’ll drill these c+nts till i’m older
let it f+cking fly but a homicide can’t name a f+cking crew colder
at a crossroads with his gun smoke mums still praying for a soldier

[verse 2]
mum’s still prayin’ for a soldier
but i was young and broke so f+ck it
learnt that strap and bust it back
that smoke there you know i chuck it
feds want me but you know i duck it
and the gang know me
i drop bars but i don’t drop beef
don’t throw hands that .45 speaks
had that f+cking dog at his knees
skinny c+nt with heart of a lion
i’ll go against any man
go ask these c+nts what happen last time
went against any man
so p+ssy don’t talk to me about work
if it get dished then my hands first
pray for them if they’re testing my nerve
load that clip f+ck facts on verse
[pre+chorus]
and thats facts on facts
talk like gang that’s racks on racks
do a lot of this but i do not cap
people pull up
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back get back (shh shh)
get back
get clapped

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