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kutthroat - no hook (part 2) lyrics

(verse)
young boy
tryna crash corn at wigs mate dont slip
mate get hit don’t talk mate you don’t want no war
big rambo go straight through your stomach
dip a c-nt twice see blood on the pavement
if u live better not talk to the pigs better not write a statement
everyone knows i’m violent when its beef and i’ve always stayed silent in the station
pull up -gunshot- pull up bang on the opps big bells put a c-nt in reek
done told bro put it in reverse ima have them saying r.i.p
that c-nt wanna be famous ill put him on itv
kick down doors if you’re hiding flip the table and flip the tv
them boys talk about shooting them boy aim for the knee
me i aim right with the dots double tap it split a c-nts heed
put the mac to your face no make up, up it then spray it like mace
my bros know when kutthroats about there plenty joints in the place
plenty joint gonna get blazed like mate you dont want no war
everybody gon get bun
i do 2 wheels on a pushbike ill chef you in front of your mum
mate i’m up early for my funds i kick down doors for the grub
heard you’ve got them packs mate i’m wanting paid
grab the dots and the snub then come to where you stay
grab the dots and the snub then come to where you stay
i do 2 wheels on a pushbike 2 fat duracells in the dots
ive got good aim when i’m gripping i don’t chat sh-t like the opps
i fell in love with them knifings but i might get a c-nt shot
i’ve been round there with the blade and i’ve been round there with the mop
i was out that night with the blade hoping to slice your puss
but you and your mates got scared and decided to hop on a bus
and your boss he ain’t that tough big rambo will rip out his guts
dont let me catch you in the a ill leave your blood just f-cking pishing
like dip dip dip in the throat leave your body just f-cking twitching
you got robbed when you had your blade and none of my mates been poked
like mate you’re a f-cking victim don’t try to act hard you’re a joke
ive got the spin spin tucked in my coat better pray that u don’t get smoked
roll up dope smoke gucci with the mates
big fat doobs yeah joints to the face
you don’t want war hold corn in the face
kick down doors and i’m looking for the safe
anybody moves ima spray it like mace
too much weight too much haze
i don’t need to fight big blade on my waist

pull up in a 4 door with a big 44 man i’m tryna kick down doors
ride on peds ride on peds with a bruckback tryna put an opp on the floor
made couple stacks made couple stacks in the street now i’m tryna make stacks off shows
c-nt talking tough c-nt talking tough on the net catch the c-nt lacking get bored

- kutthroat lyrics

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