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lgr records - let's get round lyrics

[intro]
aye
leyton
come on
some real leyton biz
aye
leyton
bow

[verse 1: yoshi]
let’s get rich or let’s get round
it was me on the ride tryna get man down
if bro don’t slap it i wet man down
when the wap pop bang make an awful sound
that one there got two man down so i don’t wanna hear no chat you clown
t++th in the dots when i circle the town
prince of my strip i don’t need no crown
she said ejay make her choke, and she see hunter through the smoke
yo, them man don’t want smoke as a joke
i ride for my dead up locs (you know)
two got bun like toast, guess it’s back to the hood we go
free rimz, free k, free notes that’s my bro (free him)
bad b throwin’ up g+g, she just wanna f+ck then blow on my [?]
can’t ignore how my line just be
sorry baby gotta hit the green
i know i risk it for all the team
team might pull up, slap the machine (slap it)
brand new wap let’s take it lt
talk this talk about gmb
came to your block, you did high knees (runnin’)
it was me and sav in the trap, bagged her up then we hit the streets (hit it)
man can’t step out on the arms without sighting tsg
everyday they hop out on me, stop and search they’re looking for weed (pshh)
they’re looking for weed
[verse 2: grinner]
don’t caught on a lack cah grinner will leave you with nowhere to run to
and don’t try sit on the fence affiliate with dem and you can get bun too
and if you ever knew my age you’ll be thinking sh+t then what’s it gon come to
what’s it gon come to, young boys gripping on big fat knives and guns too
talk on we, there is no way you can talk on my team
big shout out to t, he grips that heat and make it beat
my youngboy’s 6 foot 2 but he carries a shank same size as me no cap
so don’t get caught on a lack might back that sword and dig out your back
dig out your back, dig out your back have the paigons coming like yats
have the paigons coming like yats, no h0m+
don’t get hit from the polo
oh no, now i gotta run from po+po
beef or not so now man’s loco loco
get man down like yolo, get man down like yolo
i swear down i love my young boy cah he just got round there in an instant
and no he don’t step with no kitchens, he steps with 2 zks that’s twinning
and if an opp get hit, forehead split
that’s pure red juice that’s spilling
and them man there know it’s me when i run a man down just grinning
the whole of my team be sinning
there’s not one man on my team that ain’t had sauce on their blade just dripping
so wallahi best mind where you’re chilling
my guys might pull up windows tinted (skrr skrr)
my guys might pull up windows tinted (skrr skrr)
[verse 3: yoshi]
more than a whole block pouring henny
burn that dinger already
bagel king just smell like petty
two got shot in the back and belly
don’t f+ck with the gang we ready like freddy (bow bow)
them man just crash their whips
like tell me why they move so skatty (skatty)
when we get round there we do the ting proper, that’s mums unhappy (crying)
i’m still in the t i’m trappy
could get a trim but i like it nappy
man hit my shots on the backstreet
cah you know man tryna get rich (rich)
and i ain’t got no time for a b+tch (no way)
bad b tryna boom then fl!ck
cah she know i’m the prince of my strip

[outro]
aye
bow, bow, bow, bow
some real lg business
leyton

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