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original 3rd - welcome 2 south acton lyrics

[intro]
zenith
lk
yo, yo, yo

[chorus: kavelly, stretch & toptier]
shotty for sale so we’re coppin’ it now
but it’s too long so we’re choppin’ it down
mind what gang signs you throw up
’cause you can get stabbed for following crowds
don’t get too comfy on your block
’cause you can get whacked for boppin’ around
and if you wanna know the most on job part of acton
it’s definitely gotta be south
you know i’m all 3, you can see by the blue
original 3rd, we don’t lie on our tunes
gang got long sticks, i ain’t talking cues
if i back this strap, i ain’t billin a zoot
no filters when the mandem roll up
i feel super when i back this soaker, joker
me, i’m in love with these guns
if i ain’t got smoke then you will get poked up
in the t, i’m on with wayne
when we glide in the field, we focus
whippin’ yola, mix with soda
twenty eight grams in my bowl, no lower
load it once, get shot for your shoulder
i got range when i pull this rover
bando spots, smoke in the pot
house party on the block gets stopped

[verse 1: kavelly]
the opps don’t ride out when they get bloodied
they jump on the net and give verbal to females
someone got stabbed and collapsed with their guts in their hands
but i won’t give too much detail
that day, made a big man panic in his whip
he nearly crashed into a bus
but i don’t get how you sleep at night
when you know that you ran off and left your mum
yo, clocked two yutes on peds
best pull up your pants and use them legs
run, run, don’t lose your breath
wrong move, that’s you on the news at 10
opps claim they ride, come prove it then
opp block, tryna take off a human’s head
how you get banged in your face by your olders?
rap about that in your tunes instead

[verse 2: stretch]
he was doin’ up legs
he got ducked down ’til he ran out of breath
stress, samurai aimed at chest
guess he should’ve stepped out with a vest
too bad he didn’t do what’s best
he had his guts in his hands instead
free bros, wanted by feds, vexed
now they’re both locked in pen
from your friend i expected better
like, how could you leave your friend?
they use rentals when they glide on us
3+double+0 when we glide on them
the opps send shots on socials
o3, we send shots with skengs
bullet a place, penetrate anyone
don’t care if [?]

[verse 3: toptier]
o3 in the hut, yeah, we blue
and we bully the other side
man cop it in deals like bundles
when i grip it, it feels so right
real trappy from sa
[?] trappin’ today
two phones i have on my block
the the trap is in sa
put food on my block and the bando
rock crack straight in rocks
got tyson, buj and liz like fury
six in the spin if a six get copped
or three in a glide, it’s nuts
ask them what the mandem’s on
any gang in west get+got

- original 3rd lyrics

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