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p.y.g - 2007 freestyle lyrics

[intro: tiny boost]
pecknarm
07
tiny booster
pyg
listen

[verse 1: tiny boost]
shocks is my mirror (shocks)
sk’s my colgate (sk)
i’m on your strip with bits off the [?]
you get pr-cked for talking like you’re [?]
you get pr-cked for talking like you’re gold meat
you got good stick so watch how you talk holmes
you get your rib cl!cked then you can’t walk holmes
you get your wig clipped, then you can’t walk holmes
you’re not me, so don’t walk on our strip
’cause [?] might run yah down on my -rs- l!ck
gun in my holster, .38 revolver
b-tchy n-ggas over, think i’m hot like odor (odor)
walk with the strip ’cause the strips getting colder
f-ck that sh-t, i’ll put a [?] in your older
bang bang for your ‘narm, moving gunners
can’t bang g, i’ll take your food to your mum (where she at b)
all i wanna do is let the ting shoot and gun
i heard a lot about bits that you ain’t shooting none (none)

[verse 2: shocks]
pyg (pyg)
shocks (shocks)
innit
listen
it’s a hard knock
like, catch me on the strip with my n-ggas and my raasclart boss (raasclart)
man’s talking ’bout no idiot chick
i’m talking ’bout my raasclart one, ’cause that’s my raasclart b-tch
tolerate my n-gga when the beef kicks
if he ain’t dead, in a sec, he can suck on my dead (suck on it)
i ain’t rolling with no p-ssyhole snitch
‘cah i don’t want no early morning visit from the p-ssyhole (p-ssyhole)
ask ashley what i did, choose head
it’s dead of him to take it like a man you wanna snitch (snitch)
[?] pyg they wanna brick from a leng
but they shook, of the snitches tryna p-ss ’em in pen
the streets are filling up with law
that’s why the feds got me on the school day
standing up in court in ‘narm
[?] banging ’til they’re four
how can somebody [?], be so bl–dy sure

[verse 3: lap]
yo
young l a p (l a p)
peckham young gunners (young gunners)
big up young spen (young taz)
rest in peace ruthless innit
it’s younger lap and i’m straight off the block
tryna make a living slanging big bits of rock
’cause there’s b-tch n-ggas out there thinking they’re hot
and if i wanted them to step to me i guarantee a body drops
young l-a-p [?]
[?] fully in the back of his headtop (jheez)
pecky young gunners, strictly head shots
no p-ssy boy died, but man does leg shots (nah cuz)
real deal straight l!ck off your head top
n-ggas thinking of, giving me a cheap leg shot (nah cuz)
[?] bang out where your mum plots (plots)
i had the ting, so i head next minute (oh yeah), her lip drop
dirty b-tch started sucking off my d-ck top
dun know
[?]
pyg

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