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yb y.9thstreet - plugged in w/ fumez the engineer lyrics

[verse]
scream the wrong side on site get dead, countless times left pavements red
the g17 gets filled with lead, the lead goes flying, the scene gets fled
them man only ride on text
you know me i can’t bear that talk like ted
if i let off the 9 at night and a kid hears that he’ll hide under his bed
we put bodies in tombs like egyptians
i’ve got a drilling addiction, itching to squeeze and turn man victim
ever since i laid eyes on the matic, dammit me affi hold you like gyptian, plan it and then execute that mission
just kidding, someone tell probation my lyrics are fiction
it’s just gone 10 and we just left the 9, should’ve left round 8 can a who a we find
bro just put 7 inside that 9 cah he let a full 6 out the spins last time
how much times we caught [?] like 5
the 4’s vacant, we circled 3 times
when we touring estates, got 2 in the ride
p+ssed only 1 got hit that time
told the plug best deal with me nice, can’t up that price like wakey wines
can’t trap where i trap, must’ve lost your mind
hold a pack down, tap down, where’s that line?
got a asda back for life, filled up with bells when we prep for glides
slide 2 batteries in that pipe, when them doors bust make them batteries fly
how dare the opps try call us neeks, we’re the reason your bro got covered in sheets
can’t call this beef everyone just speaks and the 9 reply with t++th
the [?] just show us their speed
cali man just showed me his weed and i’m looking like yo that reminds me of [?]
how much you charging for a z?
how much you charging for a glee?
asap get back to me
slap that broad day bait in the [?] then pray that nuttin gets comes to me
i seen bro get a brand new wap, when’s he gonna test that? i don’t know, lets see
connect had me under my umbrella while i’m waiting around for the re, i ain’t waiting around no more
if you ain’t down for the glide, best stay indoors
the 9 broke numerous laws, made man hit floors when we kicked off doors
bros telling me rap, cash and tours but all now i can’t put the trap on pause
it was me and ys just tryna explore, tryna catch clowns peddling past, no soul hoping that no one saw but same time referee update that score
should’ve seen the way [?] got bored, the way he screamed and his bros ignored
the way we schemed and left with the raw, the way the machine puts man in raw’s
the way that this rambo makes man [?], nuttin new still step with the hammer like thor

- yb y 9thstreet lyrics

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