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[intro]
++m1onthebeat++

[chorus]

rambo battles and gunfights
on sight anything oneside
we’re only a quarter in camden
but we main 3 quarters on gun crimes
that’s broadday, blitz and yevz just slapping it
and me i’m know for stabbing it
pop doors have 10 men panicking
gang be a [?] gang straight savages
they all hate sus’ or mad at him
you [?] the dark side like anakin
just in black like vador no lightsaber
zk tear for your abdomen
cuz’ he wasn’t prompt his lungs got punctured
one more time i’m packaging
name your members all of them
ag victims, packs, and cabbages
lil’ man slipped, turned pack oh no
big man slipped, turned pack oh no
chinx got bored in thе chest oh yes
f+ck the diss songs and ridе you joke
man put 3 in he+rs+ ask pepper
running him down on [?] road
[verse 1]

[?] and corpse got got
they left his chest with a big fat hole
when my man died
he was crying to say [?] they’re lying
blitz was there and pepper was dying
chinx was there and there they deny it
chinx got yinged what a brilliant get back
how you gon’ brag ’bout a sh+tty [?]
you don’t recall but easy remembers
hold on your wounds like hold on derrick
hold on wait, how dare you talk on the a’s
you got no cases, 14 times when levz got shaved
that’s the 3rd time i taped your state
had two shanks but had no [?]
gutta held one and left his mate
not the first time we made him run
now culprit looking down in disgrace
joking, culprit ain’t in the sky
he’s up in my rizz’ i’m bout’ to get high
if you bought me clothes then pigs gon’ fly
i had to burn clothes when i got his guys
[?] road they got gsqueeze
bare headshots he was screaming please
bore man up ’til he starts convulsing
can’t throw ps or cs ’round me
ask their whole block if they seen that smoke
you can’t throw barbecues in peace
they back their [?] then hide behind hoses
everyone [?] too my g
how many times me and goose [?] eyes
he don’t think twice just keeps his steppin’
yevz that’s double o seven
chestshot nutty in front of his bredins

[chorus]

rambo battles and gunfights
on sight anything oneside
we’re only a quarter in camden
but we main 3 quarters on gun crimes
that’s broadday, blitz and yevz just slapping it
and me i’m know for stabbing it
pop doors have 10 men panicking
gang be a [?] gang straight savages
they all hate sus’ or mad at him
you [?] the dark side like anakin
just in black like vador no lightsaber
zk tear for your abdomen
cuz’ he wasn’t prompt his lungs got punctured
one more time i’m packaging
name your members all of them
ag victims, packs, and cabbages
lil’ man slipped, turned pack oh no
big man slipped, turned pack oh no
chinx got bored in the chest oh yes
f+ck the diss songs and ride you joke
man put 3 in he+rs+ ask pepper
running him down like i’m gonna k!ll you
[outro]
f+ck
i’m running him down like i’m gonna k!ll ya
ha ha ha



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