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smuggzyace - season freestyle lyrics

[intro,,beat 1}
know about shmokey
my hotboy coming like bobby
but it’s that season
jump out woiwoiwoi

line up the dingers
load up the bellz
season season
season season

woiwoi
{?}season
go shopping cut them waps
line up the dingers
load up the bells
i don’t need no reason
grab the rambo duck down an opp
coming like digdat p-ssed cah my airforce creasing
its rap out season
jump out gang do the woiwoiwoi
see them scatter
panicking, who told them its mannequin
it’s cold but i brang out the heat
why are they freezing?
man walk out the b
only duck from gun police
get the drop from hookers
get round there and rise the cooker (season)
invest in bells and sticks
ref ref blow that whistle on the pitch
big pump on hip
put bells in clips taking shots we ain’t taking pic
run up their skin i hate them …….
runners on gang runners on gang
their taking the p-ss
claiming gang till your guys get hit
chunky corn, that corn is thick
rip through your skin
you can lose your life with this serious sh-t
why you think they call us drillers
got shotty’s and spinners
got 9s but these {?} are sh-t
i’m in love with sticks
shotguns and spins
its filled with six
can’t get carried by six
can’t get stopped by normal cops
what you know about armed police in a audi a6
get caught by them i’m p-ssed
silver fours imagine the rollie on my wist
4 4 kickback mad
mind you don’t f-ck up your wrist

yo, its smuggzy ace
woiwoi

{beat 2 }
i can’t show my face
burn down boy and a burned down case
buss that case
broad day boys in a broad day make
bare face do it bait
used to bop with the gauge
now i step round there with a four and a dirty 8
put my hands the on the steel
tryna catch me a k!ll
fry up a opp
fry up a opp
like jerk and grill
this life is a wrong
this is the life i live
violent, drugs ,money and sticks
get it once by pigs
rule number one
don’t snitch
getting this money like mitch
don’t know bout talking to pigs
never
{?}
trap trap trap
let’s get rich
my guys inside the can
jail ain’t part of the plan
but it’s part of this sh-t
tell her come tot the 23 ends
23 ends it’s lit
gyal want d
gyal want d-ck
but trust they won’t f-ck with you if you ain’t the sh-t
or your pocket ain’t thick
so it’s money over a b-tch
dont get it twist
i love my chocolato’s
golden ones
and the lighty coming all thick
sweet one neat and the jeans are rip
jeet that b-tch
she throwing up 3’s
now the opp’s calling her 23 chick
come hold this d-ck
come hold this d-ck

{beat 1}
and she hold my stick
and the opp’s are p-ssed
couldn’t give two sh-ts
cah i load up clips
{??} season
go shopping cut them waps
line up the dingers
load up the bells
i don’t need no reason
grab the rambo duck down an opp
coming like digdat p-ssed cah my airforce creasing
its rap out season season
jump out gang do the woiwoiwoi
see them scatter
panicking, who told them its mannequin
it’s cold but i brang out the heat
why are they freezing?
man walk out the b
only duck from gun police
get the drop from hookers
get round there and rise the cooker

season season season season

- smuggzyace lyrics

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