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slay
the gb's hang in the a
touch that line
slay
the gb's hang in the a
touch that line
that's ments
the gb's pull up
they hop that fence
that's ments
the gb's pull up
they hop that fence
yuck-yuck
gb's pulling up
cut-cut
yuck-yuck
gb's pulling up
cut-cut
you know all the pies come pukka
gb's nearly turnt him pack as well
what a lucky fucker
you know all the pies come pukka
gb's nearly turnt him pack as well
what a lucky fucker
air out the linen
why you think gb's stay winnin'?
i was out there tryna shake him down
air out the linen
why you think gb's stay winnin'?
i was out there tryna shake him down
now they talk bout' how he's got wacked
i beg man use their fucking head till' the gb's leave it flat
make their bredrins ride out for vengence
now they talk bout' how he's got wacked
i beg man use their fucking head till' the gb's leave it flat
make their bredrins ride out for vengence
this ain't a rampin' shop for your rampin'
the three-door gb's crampin'
we do jewels
this ain't a rampin' shop for your rampin'
the three-door gb's crampin'
we do jewels
i'm a flee off the scene with my rees on
black thicker shirt and my gb's on
run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on
i'm a flee off the scene with my rees on
black thicker shirt and my gb's on
run with me ain't no way you could get your sleep on
ad's
gb's do it live on the streets
bro-bro throw that corn and then skeet
ad's
gb's do it live on the streets
bro-bro throw that corn and then skeet