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workrate – way too strong lyrics

my n-ggas use it for fun
and dey call us c-nts cah we’re oso young
and we nanked dat b-tches son, ay
gotta move smart in da fields
i can’t be reason for tears for a mum
i wanna jakes man skeetin
i ent letting da sh-t get spun
i ent letting da sh-t get spun
jus got da drop on da opps
called up gang now we’re 2 cars up
kb was on da wing alone 2 utes try say where you from, who you on and dem man dere still got smoke
ibz and seekz sed dey weren’t involved but dem p-ssios still got soaked

talk about da 1 or da 5
are you dumb? dats gang, dats peoples
jus got back from da ride
and now bros looking at me like i’m evil and da 6 gang dun it
make sure da ambulance get dere fast
cah splashed about 6 in his chest
how da f-ck it never hit your heart?
how da f-ck it never hit your heart?
dis is greenford, don’t cross dat borderline
da thots will always love gang
dey can never ever get bored of mine

shuda seen da look on my face
wen da 4s got turnt to a 9
ever since i got a zd i was stuck in da trap i can’t ever resign
and he still thinks he’s a real n-gga but he’s only eating alone
i broke my back to build dis line but i still went halves wid bro
now i’m making dough on holiday cus i left my partner da phone
jus halifax dat quick cah we’re all in da t
now look at all of dese os
i love my f-ckin line, you know it done some brilliant figures
and we jus made some noise oppblock, dis ones nuttin to do wid digga
and dat b-tch thought she was prestige till da whole gang beat it
and my nank game way too strong cah man was taught by teewizz
way too strong, way too strong
if we’re talking bout nino’s crop game
way too strong
if we’re talking bout workrate’s push game
how much work got mashed when i backed my nank?
got me thinking, d-mn got blood on my hands
trap and bang, trap and bang, astugfirullah it’s mad
man hit da ends and link skengs, ments couple times i linked my own friends
man hit da ends and link skengs, ments couple times i linked my own friends
man grabbed da 2s and i flipped it
man grabbed da 4s and i flipped it
now i grab a 9 bar put it all in draws, you ain’t ever seen dat much cash
dem man motivated by fans but we’re motivated by bands
and how many utes got chinged by wizz? da same utes screaming out pack
i get da re and i sling dat, would’ve thought i was dealing hard food
if you layed your eyes and it bring back
da ute got chinged, da same ute sing got ym nicked again
dey came to da 6 and dey got cheffed, don’t come to da 6 again
my block is known for nanks and skengs
i call dat plug, “da pack come peng”
i call him back in 24 hours
me and hazards workrates ments
i been seeing dis cash, i lost some friends
ain’t nuttin changed wid me and dem
if i see dem punks i’m ripping out ?
and dem man know my shank don’t bend
? sent us pen, couple more years it wuda been 10
friendsdem screaming free my friends, free my friends, free my friends
you already know we’re da last ones left
can’t talk about ps, you know workrate’s got dat
and t’s got da sawn off down his pants, he don’t need no bruk back
i told j sav no, no don’t splash him but j sav sed f-ck dat so we hit him in his leg and it fell straight off
i hope god forgives dat
i twist my nank wen i’m nanking utes call me imperfectionist
and if da pack is peng but da price too high deres a risk mans taking it
i’m shotting piff, he’s shotting charlie, da other one dealing chloe
jus call my line i’ll buss dem shouts till da stack turn fat like joey

- workrate lyrics

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