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latts (zt) - timing lyrics

[intro]
m1onthebeat
mktheplug
kayman

[chorus: latts & blacka]
i’m on the roads and avoiding sirens, the life i live is too violent
i love riding so my bikes done mileage, hiding
when we’re about, they hiding, grab him, stab him or rise it and fry him
we do drills ’cause they’re always expiring, drills ain’t tiring
workers need hiring, packs went flying, it’s all just timing
shavings on pagans, not songs
if you say that the z don’t drill, we can pull up right now and prove that wrong
csg really runs these streets and we have dots just picking up opps
and all they do is lie on us, so keep drilling on them why not?

[verse 1: latts]
six foot yutes get drilled by me
several times in the 9 with my rambo knife tryna make it minus three
them man do it for tube and that but it’s evident that we do it on the streets
i done drills in blue and black, i got the hook up like master p
how many man from your gang’s on gliding? who’s tryna catch a zt?
beefing us man, you’ve lost it but you know there’s no turning back
i found myself up in-, that’s the day i opened his back
went jail, came home and then i went back
and now i’m back, work should’ve been mashed but they got me in a ban from hacks’

[verse 2: blacka]
019, new drillings, bore him up ’till i hurt my hand
and if it starts hurting then i switch it
drills on drills, still lift this name, still getting ticked off the dip list
yeah, the rambo’s long and it’s digging my thighs, don’t ask why i fidget
b&b, do a pendant drills, don’t need no -ssistance
after we turn man pack, we’re firing that ’till the whole street’s finished
csg time three start spazing, do bootings on top of stabbings
how many man been dipped? some actors, most of them sleep on ls like mattress

[verse 3: blacka]
freedom’s priceless
but i fell in love with the beef so it ain’t gonna stop, only get more violent
same yutes still lying and dying, retaliation date expires
dead opps mums still crying, they turned lifers, they turned him lifeless
even the —– scored on them so ‘course i gotta run from trident
riding, i’m sliding of course
and life’s too short so i got my bros, for all of the guys we bored
in the dinger, riding opp block, remembering all of the times we’ve walked
little man —–, won’t see him for a week, my guys weren’t aiming for life support

[verse 4: latts]
still got beef that i manage
still walk on street, no lacking, i see man panic before man back it
bro got beef, man back it, dabz zt, i run and attack him
soldier taking jugg, man sack him, they all know we get bands in
how you rap when you ain’t been bangin, splash him, swing them shanks, i’m rapid
gyal on me, blow her back in but i’m out ‘ere gliding and trapping drills on drills on drills on drills, i do drills with my fifteen inch
i swear they say smoking k!lls but then bro still let’s that rip
i love the thrill when i hop out the ride

[outro]
mktheplug
m1onthebeat
kayman

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