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jeff (dcg) - bangers & mash lyrics

[intro]
free the f+cking mandem
ay, frosty
free v, free as, free tadz
free monz, free [?]

[verse]
don’t trap for the cause, man trap for the war
did a drill bait face, like i’m above the law
i’m not p+ssed cah’ the got me locked up
my solicitor’s thinking man is nuts
live cc, put it in man’s guts
fresh out, mandem give me some banter, my little n+gga silent, running it up
send a text, see the pesos piling up
in the alley, see the cats them lining up
my young g’s active, all about jug’
his marjey don’t know where he is, he’s in the t with all of this waste, and he ain’t going yard till the pack s’s (no he ain’t)
my new shank so donny and [?] it (wet him)
all of this beef get’s peppered, since i got wetted, we see a man wet it
ask […] why he drove off, he didn’t wanna get poked up by the poker’ (no way)
ask […] ’bout the super soaker, outside his gaff’ where the yute got poked up
pull on the six and run man over
we caught […] by the trizz, but why west park is where he pulled over
[…] ran in his gaff’, would’ve thought man’s fake it cah’ the wap never banged
d6, man slide and attack, they know man’s tekky’ with a shank in my hand
any shank man grips, man’s good with that
why is he giving me chat? them old school drill’s ain’t bringing you back
while he’s talking smack, i’m in the t with crack (crack)
twenty two already splashed […] already seen his b’s and that (bare b’s)
can’t lie, jk is a slappers, with the whoosh he love l!ck down girl’s, his dadders, his raller’s, and he is aswell (haha)
kb got badders and chadders for sale
roll with the cats , while i post with packs, man pull up in a whizz’ and a devilish smell
lurk for the creatures, where are these demons? (where they at?)
call us the creepers, [?] we’re creeping
‘course man’s getting him, when man’s wetting him, chest shot specialist, how are you feeling? (bow)
skengs gonna pick up the sweets on [?], pick up the glee everytime man see them (glee)
them man don’t slide on the mandem’s block (no way), them man slide in a next man’s dm’s (yeah)
man’s got grub for the fiends in cunch’, one time i flew up with a yute and bm
(shanky)
with his yute in the car, giving two’s from a zeg’s
on the m man’s faced, man’s barking a head (bark it up)
got the pack banked off, cah’ i’m moving correct
when the trap goes dead, giving my browning a go+go, i love the way she move mad with the neck
still drive ’round and give man chingings, blood on my trackie, man’s bunning the linnin’ (linnin’)
ot fiends in the bando, pinning, peb’s in my mouth, blend in when i’m grinning (haha)
my young g wanna be like man, you better bag up crack and hit the biss (or l!ck that)
ding dong whip’s in the trizz, ask ky how he held the fl!cks
opp’s so young like this, splash them down cah’ they throw up six (don’t do that)
two in the dots, in [?] man’s touring, know these bells ain’t little like hits (little hits)
bring out the 2’s cah’ that’s a little bl!ck, we saw […] and burst at him (bow)
donny already got window chinged, man talk to them for old school fizz
man talk like they’re bad and i know they’re not, the [?] already got got (by 8)
best keep your windows up,, and don’t get chinged up like […]
skengs on hip, rd with the mop
[?] just bop to the shop, we pull up on violence, shave them up
and, don’t get put in the air, air
dig out your chest and back, that’s me and ts just score on a breh’ (my guy)
dig out his chest, he was losing air
his [?] mandem stopped and stared
all of them scared, can’t even bop to the shops for their mum’s, like wagwan there? (wagwan?)
all of them scared, can’t even bop to the shops for their mum’s, like wagwan there? (what’s happening)
[outro]
ay, frosty

- jeff dcg lyrics

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