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tunde mcr - hoods hottest lyrics

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been about from day one
you can go and ask rush, me [?] i’m starvin’
cranked off in a back bush cos if shh pulls up then he’s gettin’ wrapped up
i’m from c block, we all just wanna get our racks up
i remember napz took me on my first graft
cut a long story short, sh+t hit the fan fast
two steak heads come flyin’ back to the gaff, i was upstairs flappin’ it saying bro lets do the dash
he said calm down bro, f+ck jumpin’ out the window
runnin’ downstairs, shanks out, make em’ do the limbo
hough end field first time where i let my thing go
ever since then i’ve been in love with these dirty pistols
couple bang loud, ones quiet from the whistle
trappin’ all night in the ends til’ i’ve got a fist full
cuttin’ through the maze, it’s a challenge, no crystal
billin’ up lines til’ i got a yg runnin’ bristol
like mi, i’m married to the game, f+ck a wedding ring
i was washin’ up when you didn’t even know flake and stone was the same thing
ask toasty, my chete games 10/10 and he’s gettin’ it again when he’s home from the pen
train as hard as you want, the new tings got big men
if you think you’re coming home on a mad one, you’re mad sad
k pon’s caravans lookin’ like bagdad
hittas on the payroll and i’ve got a mad stack
watch what you chat bout, man’ll get clapped fast
can’t wait to stack enough doe and leave the rat trap, should i say rat race
always stayed hungry cos i remember times i was flat face, should i say face flat
7 years later, still servin’ up the same cat
up n’ down prinny, straight mobbin’ to some k trap
hittas in the states that really make the k clap
took chase last night, call that a close shave
i’ve done sh+t with drillers that i’m takin’ to my f+ckin’ grave
you can go and ask him but he won’t tell ya
shout my blockas in the field, from range to the [?]
give my cat the cream, he’ll be screaming it’s a belter
get locked or go broke, you’ll realise they never felt ya
6 re’s and srt’s, guarantee that i’ll melt ya
50 racks on some keys, remember searchin’ for shelter

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