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stickz (150) - still stickem lyrics

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[intro]
team osm
r14 beats

[verse]
get ’round there, no debatin’
life was not sweet, until i got the cake in
the pigs at my door, i feel to cut the bacon
yeah, it’s a brixton ting
but f-ck [?]
i put it on my mums, stizzy never fakes it
you’re eyein’ up my jewels? i dare you take it
man tried drillin’ on us, but they never make it
ching man’s head off their neck, i’m tryna separate it
i do it ’cause i can though
i buy fresh clothes with dirty money from the bando
player but i still pull strings like a banjo
it’s curtains, just watch when the savages get a bankroll
yeah, you got him but he ain’t part of the gang though
these little n-gga’s whole career just been a shambles
thinkin’ that they’re bad, runnin’ ’round with their rambos
i’ll split you in two like toes in a sandal
if we talk ’bout money, i’m the making-maker
or see you later, i’m from brixton, a paper taker
wake ‘n’ baker, watch out for the neighbour-neighbours
the laser-laser on the shh, i’m a soul taker
she got a back so i hit her with the back breaker
opp hater, i got corn for that whole traitor
p-ss taker and your wifey loves stick flavour
i want a gyal that’s got dreams, not a d-ck chaser
we got two shots so bro, you’re gonna catch two
you never know nine sh-lls fit up in a mac too
got my own front, and my back too
you know my ting, man’s solid like a statue
real skengman, trapboy and i rap too
the gb’s got pack one and got pack two
man wishin’ packs on me, bro, i don’t pack
more time, i do what i want, know what i have to
knife work, i get ’em cut quickly
free dome cah he showed me ’bout a buck fifty
know them n-ggas over there don’t wanna buck stizzy
a whole lot of violence up in one little city
in the bando, i don’t trust no nitty, i grip it quickly
i’m the type to blow it out of proportion, i bore ’em swiftly
see the rambo goin’ in and comin’ out with a kidney
get rich or die tryin’, i ain’t tryna be 50
don’t shoot and miss me, i’ll make man history
can’t find man’s body, that’s a scooby doo mystery
i never really wanted these shoes but now they fit me
the badders get more than bad up for tryna kiss me
i’m puttin’ down the mic and comin’ for you if you diss me
see stizz b, get down and dirty just like a jizznee
(i’m puttin’ down the mic and comin’ for you if you diss me
see stizz b, get down and dirty just like a jizznee)



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