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ps hitsquad - the generals corner lyrics

[intro: kenny allstar]
what you saying p, you ready?
i think it’s time we remind the people why you’re still one of the coldest in this ting man
just in case they forgot

[verse: ps hitsquad]
it’s like i’m blind i came with my darg (hitsquad)
or i might come there one up
you need a surgeon, ain’t got the heart (you don’t)
rah, you see the way he got done up?
funfair turn up, where do i start? (oh sh+t)
nah, lemme not chat too loose
i could talk loose, blah blah, rah rah
hsq hit sh+t quick (hitsquad baby)
i wanna shoot, gimme the bl!ck’
i just came home, gimme a l!ck
this time i’m tryna get me a crib
big time, i had to get me a stick
big pine, i had to bill up a spliff and hit mine
i ain’t tryna go bin for the 6th time (nah)
but if i see a pr+ck imma hit mine
normal (standard), skid ’round, blacked+out vauxhall (skrt, skrt)
everyone’s spinnin’ ’round screwin’ (huh)
now that’s not too cordial (oh sh+t)
they clocked all of their days been ruined
bro put 2 in (bah), awful (bah)
bruce sent man to another dimension
this ting here is a portal (hahaha)
they all mortals (oh sh+t)
missed, p+ssed, i emptied the clip
huh, but i just slide right back (bah)
on the motorway in a dinger live
you don’t slide like that (skrt, skrt)
look at us we make guys die akh’ (huh)
kweng his face, 2 sticks, hi hats (bah, bah)
chill you pr+ck, hide that (ay, chill)
my bad, i swear somethin’ got laid (ugh)
had to burn my hoodie in kenny (oh sh+t)
now north and south could be any (any)
still got corn i parked off in kelly (yeah)
huh, what’s wrong with the hitsquad baby?
why’s he shoutin’ out eddy? (ay, what’s wrong with you man?)
‘cah i’m in the green i’m smokin’ on green
if i see a slime i’m ready (i’m lurky)
oh sh+t, burgess park on my scooter (oh sh+t)
come on man i’m a shooter (yeah)
back it, slap, hit a loser (bah)
ooh, amg that’s a cruiser (yeah)
i hit l!cks, if my ringtone slows, i turn into a mover (stain gang)
i am what i am
a little like von but i want a ruger (bah, bah)
huh, i ain’t just drilly (huh), i’m drippy (yay)
i do it like ‘gody and dem man (ay, vbv)
look, moncler prolly fits 10 bands
right hand skeng man (oh sh+t)
pocket on red fam (oh sh+t)
no safety (nah)
hitsquad baby, shoot ’til somebody’s dead man (yeah)
dem man, they ain’t got 10 fam (huh)
how can they beef me?
i+i beg man (why?)
[outro: kenny allstar]
d+mn
sheesh
i told you

- ps hitsquad lyrics

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