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lil nize x ywiler x s1 - kwengers lyrics

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(lil nize)
mish mash with the gwop (get money)
nokia doing up loads so man’s out onda block (trap trappy)
man skrr out from the undies man skrr round for the opps (dodge dem)
thirty six got loud amm (and u know it’s waking the block)x2
peng browning wanna facetime yeah my 3rd leg stepped in (mad hat)
(trap)x3 on my lyca trap trap trap doing things (mish mash)
ain’t talking bout no rubbish but i got couple guys inda bin (3emup)
bros inda thouse wrapping that thing up in the cling
out for my bands pedal bike mana did dash
done alleyways i was linking dem cats
got some drillers and trappers yeah they hang inda flats
(i always got bros back but fuck friends man what’s alla dat)x2
110 stepping i was out stepping with bro and you know that bro would’ve kwenged him
hit man up,, dip man up and you know that bro he does it with tekkers
friday night might link up with some bad b might link up with some neckers
and you know and you know that they bop with tekkers
(ywiler)
four four four spin does bite
2 holes in a b-tch boy best know if i bang dat twice
2 guys up onda strip that day it was me and lil nize (me and bro)
dem man talking the fuckrie had dem running like mice
tryna hold the big ting steady but the kickbacks not nice (bow bow)
2 shells in the ting better hold that quick that’s pepper and spice (bare corn)
and i know some madman a k!ll a lil nigga like lice
2 bells in the dots when we pull up onda opps had dem running for there life’s
don’t play with my p’s don’t roll that dice
chef a nigga down chef a nigga down on site don’t gamble your life
the teeth love bite 3 my niggas in the can serving the white and dark
serving the c-ke and sprite (holla yung riz for the price)x2
or holla man back if you like

(s1)
man stepped man stepped out on violence
i got beef with neeks and the neeks can’t touch my team coz the whole squad silent
link up with the hotspot then we connect like trident
got guns that have no license if you see me stop hiding
can i run up in mans house then empty your mums pouch
den i boot down the traphouse yeah the nittys wanna come to the packs loud
no time for an arms house i just wanna get trappy
i want the fat stack till the stack can’t fit in my pouch g
dem man dere way too chatty till i run up and i ching mans dad g
wanna get things on things its mad yeah we really just ching mans dad
so we know don’t really come back bout come to the s he got smacked
us man dere really do road the road can’t tell you bout smoke
the smoke that i bring its full to the max see the skeng it’s wrapped in black
see ching him that day was no plan see dinna with things in the black van see him black blade and he ching man
yung rizz over dere is a madman got packs on packs in the black van
got things on things for a crack man gotta give packs to the cats love back fam (they love it)



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