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npk - hb freestyle lyrics

[intro]
joey, clipstar hb freestlye
season 2, now
we’ve got suttin’ special here styll
we got sin squad in the buildin’
from north london
and it’s like
this is season 2
so we got to step up
so enough to my talkin’
let’s just get into it

[verse 1 : uncs]
yo
sin squad the riders b
i’m ridin’
got my 9 on me
he got caught held 3×3
now we gettin’ verbal for some 3×3
yo
new year, new beef
cos p copan easy
dotty come peng and talk like tear up, chop it down
do it smoothly
cah, play football on the pitch
yo
that’s eden hazard on the wing
but i’m on your block
tryna slap this stick
pray, i don’t end up on the wing
how many [?] on the niners b
suttin’ like a shadow g
how’s my man rapping on we ?
and we don’t know him
some irrevelant neek
me and bro bro steeping
tryna this corn on your melon
i’m tryna this corn on tekkers
ain’t no way , i’m lettin’ down this levers
better tack your wrist in dependin’
i love jv cah the bro’s on beef
i love rambo , cha the bro’s on beef
f+ck parademics
i heard +++++ got left on the scene
i’m rambo kid like target sneaks
protect your chest run or run fro me
babe if your love
i’ll get your heard ddone and your nose on fl!ck
babe if you love this [?]
i’ll get your heard done and your nose on fl!ck

[verse 1 : kayykayy]
sin squad specialist
opps said : “allow me bro”
i laughed that loud
and i carry on wettin’ him
neeks wanna beef me,settle in
p.o bopping opps with elegance system turn up the party
no, we don’t party
unless got melon in
when opps get caught, that’s into tho
man l22 will be my friend again
broad day lurking , late night serving
blade out tryna severe him
free sneaks, that’s sin squad medilist
free sav, that’s sin squad medilist
free z
free z
just slide with he
jump out with sweets, no pepper man
and don’t serve opps on the net
wanna talk brave
just like they mash it
two come around, stop on mash, crasher,shh
enough hearing on rappers
got around so everyone panick
tragic, the life i live is too risky
chef rambos and fl!ckers
serious splashers get done on the jeffy
free d.pen on the ride on the blecky
me and [?] will leave that stick
so tell mum to pray to the sons
brand pump will slap at pickey
or never scream 3 my man
if spoke on gang
+++++ can hold one in your wiggy
free to get back
i miss all my k!llies
don’t act for the snap
i’ll slide on your cam
and leave one of your fours
right now in the car with 3 hand ting
free gp, it should been 4
i’m checkin’ the news on everyone’s back baths
cah a tramp just started the war
i’m so confused
cah the feds still lockdown my bad g’s who steeped for a curse

[verse 2 : uncs]
yo
it’s kinda crazy how’s man livin’
everyday man’s seen
i’m on the opp block
but the guys are hidden
there man’s some kineys
i see hot being in his chest
nervous running away
they ain’t tryna get chef
cah jakes keep cuffin’ my friends
i told bro let’s get commends
feel up the skengs
and one on the head
she wanna design chanel on her feet
she wanna bad man like me
babes, i only took pee
so what can you do for a g ?
girl you ain’t boggie for me
get on your knees
and suck on this d
if i don’t broke
i’m stuck on the t
sh+t den , i’m stuck on the streets
opps can’t run on me
cah i got extra condom on my steeve
ain’t no stricky
it’s a rambo g
back out see bare man ski
sh+t den, it’s good too
she wanna head done
knows on flee
but she won’t get that form me
she wants to f+ck with the opps
chill on their block
and can get bun on your weave

[verse 2 : kayykayy]
grab him, wet him, chef him
straight intention to leave him planted
he got boxed like bence in the hedges
another got smoked like f+ggs
jump out cars
back my ramz
don’t dash until turn man’s back
this is real rap, no bat
we pull up and tryna smoke man’s dad
we jumped out on the mains
through some rocks
and the opps just cut it
zod him, linkin’ force
on the opp block
they’re dead than than broing
i can’t choose tops
i’m ridin’ with shh
[?] got toped
and got left up snoring
anything get prrr, prrr
no stop
get drawn like horton
black blade apart
man take the road
the opp boy knows i’m scorin’ ,warm him,cor him, flour him, step and bored him
hole in his chest enormous
the opps love with words
on snap just talkin’
corn soon
the corn disperse
the wap is loud when i’m fournin’
i’m on the g
shank by my side
they ain’t outsider hen it’s exploring
bad b is gone by the mornin’, she give brain
why do you think she’s important ?
ay
my piercy is way too gorgeous
she don’t need no make up
she’s way too flawless
two hands on the stick
she’s awesome
i beat it right
cos she’s one she’s callin’

[outro]
sin squad
joey, clipstar hb freestyle
let us know who we should get next
like i said if you’re not poppin’, not hot
you can’t come up here

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