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hope dealers - matching skengs lyrics

[intro – bread]
camp on your block, this beef’s intense
i was, i was a two and a q boy, now i’m tryna rip again, now i’m tryna rip again
bust a pack, bust a next one
break it down ’til it’s all in pebs
now i’m tryna rip again, now i’m tryna rip again
two and a q boy
me and bro got matching…
now i’m tryna rip again
me and bro got matching…
two and a q boy
me and bro got matching…

[hook – bread]
yo, me and bro got matching skengs
i was a two and a q boy, now i’m tryna rip again
bust a pack, bust a next one
break it down ’til it’s all in pebs
this life that i live is meds
camp on your block, this beef’s intense
me and bro got matching skengs
i was a two and a q boy, now i’m tryna rip again
bust a pack, bust a next one
break it down ’til it’s all in pebs
this life that i live is meds
camp on your block, this beef’s intense

[verse 1 – bread]
[?] just threw me a pack, that’s love
all i know is scales and gloves
s rose stepped round there, two bells up
tryna get sales up, trap this love
just got the word from pabz and po
now i’m in the brix tryna fly this grub
i don’t know about dingers
cats and kittens
praying we don’t do no dust
pyrex living
trap and drillers
daps are the silent ones
hope on scales
whip and sell
hope like jump like mj done
had twenty quid, put it all on kids
’til they look like sons
still stretch that pack
crash fed those cats
i’m back with bags and funds

[verse 2 – fy]
bro so cold that he looks like snow
and he came from the t house slanging this hope
bells gon’ fly so please think twice
cah the thing’s in the ride so i keep composed
even on toes i’m still tryna dish this smoke, tryna turn ’em roach
if i back at this [vest?] you’re gonna meet your death so you better s like rose
if something got kwef, that’s us
you don’t love this work, that’s l-st
trust ’cause saving lives is a must
how you serving that dust?
fluff, pack of hope is from us
duh, talk a lot but they’re bruck
my life consist of whipping hope
i’m flinging corn that i trust

[verse 3 – d9]
do up the ministry dash
the squad come nice and they graft for a drill
them boys there rap about sauce
i show them about grace and spill
spent an arm and a leg on seed but for crossover i need a quarter mil’
hit up the streets on a evange’ ting
bread taught me how to dab my sauce, sk!ll
now my soul got souls
and these souls got souls
lemme tell you ’bout credit
i got grace on spills, still step with the sauce
got dsq st-tched in my denims
i’m itching to vibe, one hand up to vibe
let me show this young boy what a skeng is
we had the whole ends doing up trapmash
now the gospel’s trending

[verse 4 – s rose]
okay, let’s go, the whole squad’s on smoke
you already know, war is war, don’t step round here, you’ll get smoked like a toke
i’m with k in the trap, whipping up sixty-three grams in a pyrex bowl
and them boy there fruity, man a car roll anywhere man go
can’t roll anywhere man go
i don’t care if you’re ready or not
hammer time when i step on your block
d9 comes round with tray, you know he ain’t singing no songs
man walk through the field like move out the way man, call for your boss
but same time money affi make rude boy, what you take this for?

[hook – bread]
me and bro got matching skengs
i was a two and a q boy, now i’m tryna rip again
bust a pack, bust a next one
break it down ’til it’s all in pebs
this life that i live is meds
camp on your block, this beef’s intense
me and bro got matching skengs
i was a two and a q boy, now i’m tryna rip again
bust a pack, bust a next one
break it down ’til it’s all in pebs
this life that i live is meds
camp on your block, this beef’s intense

- hope dealers lyrics

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