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snr (leyton) - no hook lyrics

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[intro]
give a n-gga a buck 50
across his face, man
blood everywhere
sh-t gushin’
c.o.’s not even comin’, iettin’ the whole sh-t go down, man
what’s up with your peoples, man?
hey, but, yo
-go ahead
what was, um, what was the puerto rican kid’s name?
rico, chico, some… mico… some sh-t
he from the east side, man
you know him
he be poppin’ w-ll–s, man, selling c0ke, always f-ckin’ with the b-tches, think he a pretty n-gga
you know…
you know that n-gga, man

[verse 1: k6]
pull up on the opps like yes what’s goody
really tryna pierce his lung put it like rico did it in german whips
with sticks and palms, i pray that the pigs don’t come
word to bro f-ck a basic splashing twist and drag it see man spazzing
you know that my team come active
and who got put on the news?
watching itv someone got got by who?
they don’t have a clue
but now these opps ain’t riding, so i don’t know for these guys they’re telling them lies
and broski picked up the whoosh so you know i’m done in the glide
and i’ll put my hand on my heart, i’m loyal to all of my guys
bro done said he’s riding come let’s ride, let’s go on the glide
phone up bro for the bits of both i phone up bro for the amm and bulk
do him up bait cuh i love my bro, do him up bait cuh i love my bro (diddiddip)

[verse 2: kizz]
you talking too much mi nuh inna that darg
snr step with the militant squad try step to my crew then you know it’s on volts
get round there with the largest zone
broke n-ggas call em funny dudes, all i know is making money moves
nuttin talk like that money do so straight action when i come for you
real yardman mi nuh fear no one, if i see that opp with the cab get spun
bet count your luck, cah i kid you not, it will get long
c-ck the biggest one
it will get long (c-ck the biggest one)
no doubt it’s gonna get cracking pull up on him and i’m leyton crashing
pull up on him with the latest fashion real trapfit man i get this cash in
trap misch and mashing oh my lard man the fiends they catting
trap misch and mashing oh my lard why these neeks still chatting

[verse 3: l face]
4, 4 man, 4 sammys, 4 axes so how you do you talk bout pressure
jetters how could you leave your bredrin, them man there can’t manage like wenger
and the peng ting this one penger lenger cuh she know that we kweffers reckless start on the line give me tessers
now nokia ring relentless
get fried like english breakfast bill these lines [?] twist and turn we do it relentless
reckless, please don’t leave your bredrin
hectic samurai swords no fencing
dot dot on the less just pending
chocolate dawn that does my head in
that’s more stack and minimal spending
i was out here giving cats my attention you was in door giving gyalie your affection
2 on teams skeem your bredrin
mence [?] then us is pretending
how you gon talk about smoke and how you gon talk about we?
everytime your bro get touched you gon snap and tweak
peng peng all on me, i ain’t pulling out till her legs turn weak
actions speak louder than words so the guys don’t do no speech

[verse 4: s]
ayy, them boy talk don’t know nuttin bout cornage
bro that sh-t from friends, i got my splash me and kiz in the cab don’t lack
[?] it always get ments coz i got my goon
never would i leave my plug the life that i live is nuts
violent goons best mind who you’re sliding too
big rasclart chetty for clart up yutes
i got this, move violent and chop him
see me right with the profits after grafter, i’m a leyton farda
done open man’s chest on a g ting speeding back out my rams no speaking g ting who’s really on this beef
2 shanks on my j’s i’m choosing your face
so mind how you use your speech
ride, ride out get lurky 7 man up and we all want persie
don’t do road and sing to the jakes
2 shanks on my waist finna move insane
ride out broad day 2 man on the back road moving all cray
ride out broad day 2 man on the back road moving all cray



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