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wood green - face off lyrics

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[intro: lg]
let’s start it

[chorus: bitta]
them fi’ get kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast
kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast

[verse 1: g money]
them fi’ get kick in the face
shot in the face
wood green mob man, them set the pace
mi have mi burner on mi waist
i burst you in your face
5 star g, always stunting in the rave, yup
my bullets don’t f+cking run
i burst you in your head
you wouldn’t even see my bullet come
spent most of my teen years, yeah, on the run
all i do is sell drugs, n+gga yeah i’m getting funds
right now i got a trial in the bailey
crown court, i’m trying to brush off my cases
i’ve been doing this sh+t here for ages
act up, pr+ck
then i’ll send you to your places
[chorus: bitta & sticky]
them fi’ get kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast
kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there (come on fam)
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast (this ain’t that gg, [?], green gang, boom)

[verse 2: sticky & lg]
to my goons gonna be home soon
i know you’ll never be hitting the roads soon
until then i’ma ride for my dargs
anything you want, my n+gga, that’s getting deaded
anything goes when you’re chasing the bread
anything goes when you run for the top
i bet you don’t mind, yeah i run the end top
anything goes when you’re after the gwop
i went after these stacks that i got
i went after these guns that we copped
we went [?] and opened up shops
didn’t sleep, took a nap on the couch
driving up ounces, i’m running out my house
shotting fiends, watch my whole z bounce
i got money now i can’t keep count (lg)
body a boy and he ain’t get found
[verse 3: lg]
i got my pumpy here and a pumpy there
p+ssy boy try stunting here
got the gun c+cked back till we make contact
when i aim at your face and your brain goes splat
what? p+ssy, i’m just trying to make a change off rap
but these n+ggas try act like we don’t stay strapped
motherf+cker we don’t play like that
we don’t aim on backs ’cause we aim on heads
c+ck back, let it go, make it rain on them
rah, rah
we ain’t on the same lane as them
can’t tame the beef
f+ck making ps
you can see it in my eyes that i came to eat
i’m like, wave the heat
i’m like, wave the gun
i’m like, “where’s your mum?”
i’m about to blaze your son

[chorus: bitta & 2g]
kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast
kick in the face
shot in the face
big p+ssy dem can’t buck man fast
merk them out their ass and put them over there
boss make them making make a boss in out them fast (yo, 2g)
[verse 4: 2g]
when i kick you in your face
i got the stick up on my waist
when i bang i leave your brain in little bits up in the place
my gun will lift off your face
you know i’m setting this pace
when i bang it’s you and my sh+lls playing kiss chase
all these pr+cks going gym, working on their six packs
i’ll be on a mad ting, lurking with the six straps
merking with the sick straps
working with the sick, crack
when i hit up your clart, you won’t hit me back

[outro: lg]
yeah
lg productions
green gang, baby
g money
sticky
lg
2g
and bitta on the chorus
yeah
2000 and f+cking 9
it’s mental
and we’re f+cking out



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