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redside #ar - black ops 3 lyrics

[verse 1 + likklez]
done it on the 9, like i done it on the 6 (bwop)
dookie a wrap bout a bag and chips (mhm)
i’m sick and tired of telling man this, music and real life ting can’t mix (it can’t)
fam, you already know who it is, the 9 + 9 that’s my section (out here)
man swing to the 9 with the western, i’m still on the 8, every f+cking day
so you ain’t gonna ask no question (you don’t)
most of my opp’s been peppered (mhm)
i’m sick and tired of washed up olders, coming round, giving man lectures
we don’t lean out rides, pop them doors, clap yutes or run up and chef them (bow)
we don’t lean out rides, pop them doors, clap yutes or run up and chef them (bow)

[verse 2 + coolie18]
man spin it on a opp, u+turn, he got slapped, the other got worked in (bap)
they get burst, the mandem get birded (bap), we don’t get burst, the mandem do burstings (no way)
ay, shotty in my hand like, yo is this workin’?
who’s that yute, lemme spin it and hurt him, get him on the floor and work him, work him
don’t stop putting that work in, couldn’t give a f+ck if he screams “it’s hurting!”
i’m tryna put one of them yutes where the dirt is (grah), worse, newtown who? get burnt in (bow)
lemme show you ’bout the 23 d+ckheads, i could never call them man drillers (no way)
point blank, hit man’s head, point blank, doing up leggers

[verse 3 + yc]
why they preeing up y? risk it, why? cah’ man need millions (mop)
in the ‘shubs, mask and gloves, everyone know that gang just diligent (you know)
opp thot, come to the hock, she know it ain’t love, for me, that’s brilliant (she knows)
he got packed, brilliant, whole block dash cah’ they know man’s villainous (why you running?)
that’s a brilliant ending, buck man i’ll show man fencing (gang)
that browning there, tempting, on the opp block where i’m attempting
[verse 4 + mb]
them man new to the beef, i go way back like pete and bass (new yutes)
they know me, i’m full on wass, i don’t know nuttin’ ’bout diligent dash (mhm)
i don’t how he raps ’bout gang, my improvised shank done touched my man
they add k’s and speak on the a, and all my opp packs done come these ways
ot trips, i’ma blow like tay (blow), cah’ we need this money
lil’ man just raps ’bout dotties, bust a 1+2, who gassed this donny?
corn come big like diligent donny, whoosh, that’s a scary sight
two times it was k!lled confirmed, but these newtown rappers keep getting revived
me and trench, just left the trench, skeng’s on peds, left bine in the nine (bow)
left bine in the nine

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