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la - treacherous days lyrics

(intro)
hit a l!ck with gang
one , two spliff and a glass of henny
hit a l!ck with gang
treacherous days and nights
need a one two spliff and a glass of henny
gang sh+t !
bow ! x2

(chorus)

treacherous days and nights
need a 1 2 spliff and a glass of henny
hit that l!ck with gang
yes everything nice when you hit that ready
this b+tch wanna suck this d+ck
put it deep in her mout go deep in her belly
wanna war with the gang your mad
waps, shanks ,sh+lly ,sh+lly

(verse 1)

tough times don’t last ,i do
get high like birds eye view
n+ggas want smoke we can take it there
gotta aim to win cuh the games not fare
hold up let me not chat to loose
but your boy got robbed for his cash and jewels
in a blacked out whip , got tied up to
you n+ggas love talk on my name
don’t waste your time and try to locate man
your not a real k!ller you waste man
feds wanna see me locked in the station
but i pray that i don’t go back
yeh i can’t go back to wing
yeh i can’t go back to the canteen sheets, w+nkin ,eastenders and gym
now im out of the gates i’m glad
romz pulled up, in a merc wid tints
like now i wan burn this tooka
whilst playing lil durk & booka
3 zino, m rose & riddz
no evidence man burn that sh+t
do it like shhh and burn that whip
talk on my name i’ll rinse that clip
sh+lly sh+lly , your not ready
made a bad b line him ,kelly
rowland ,hope that i get like twenty
thousand ,clips for the opps that’s tekky
rubber bands and stacks that heavy
hit that belly , hit that belly
(chorus)

ima trench baby from south london
might catch me in berms and pecks
talk that smack get bored in your neck and it won’t be hard when looking for them (no way)
no they don’t want smoke like blem
spin that block with two of my friends ballies on no face , let’s spin it again
im a soldier that aims for the bag
get that cash now the bags on your hat(no cap)
take trips fly straight to the west of af (africa)
young plug gotta fly them packs
young g in the trap tryna stack some cash
mumma hates my illegal ways, i told her life will never be treacherous
i want five bricks like tetris
you can get dipped in the t like lemsip
f+ck it , violate bro on my life i’ll bun him
disgusting
when blood from your heads start running
like treacherous days and nights want a bad b wouldn’t mind 2 that’s stunning (ayy)
nightmares of being in jail , had dreams of being on road i’m bugging
let the gun men beat no drumming
in south of the block that’s city of london
like let me just sip this magnum
while i stack this money in abundance
while i stack this money in abundance
bang bang won’t rest on conscious x2
(ayy ayy ayy)
(chorus)

- la lyrics

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