we gon do a bag of man
on your block we about to cause jahanam
we gon do a bag of man
on your block we about to cause jahanam
yo
dirty look how times changed
use to roll with a bag of man and now we got to get that shit it five ways
link man up on five ways
gotta dice this pack down
its fucked now
look how that lives changed
thinking how the times changed
half of my times gone
i couldn't make the time stay
up in cunch with the fine yay
i check my ummah
hit the jummah on the friday
is he a friend or a foe?
how would i know?
if he got touched would he let that ting blow
i don't know
i be chilling in my county
likkle brothers we was locking of that country show
it was raps
then we made gas
now it's straight paigans
i'm only talking facts
mac 10
walk with that
brothers know i'm talking facts
all your brothers falling back
they don't wanna talk to that
dag what you reckon
hit them with a wesson
fuck it man will stretch him
leave his marj stressing
man i'll stretch him like armstrong
every other day i ask the lord 'where my dargs gone'
so i check wavey
they don't wanna know what dargs on
watch were your selling and your buying all your hard from
truth
can't even complain
fam i buy my ting loose
i'm rolling with m
believe me
i ain't talking loose
got a young boy and all he wanna do is shoot
clutching on his duce
he be clutching the duce
you know my boy bangs
all my dargs talking the truth man are boy gangs
all them yutes talking salose man are boy bands
man will roll up dark in the coop
and let that toy bang
them niggas new edition
been up on the road for long his pack got finessed
thinking were his parcels gone
then i 3 bang the ting
i tell him that the talkings long
hit him with 3 mans only tryn to clart his dons
i love crime
i've been criming from the 90's
in my high top trainers or my nikes
back then wrapping kippa
move so much crow
yeh my nickname was flippa
had so much beef had me rolling with my dipper
them brothers broke they got imaginary funds
they in there hood rapping about imaginary guns
i could never snitch on a friend
when i was young i didn't snitch on my imaginary ones
and i still touch the hood daily
always for a side breast
rolling with my dutty i could make a pussy side-step
my nigga up in cunch with like 5 z
love it when he whips it
he ain't never bust a pyrex
you could catch me for a five
but i ain't nothing like solo
rolling in the subs
hes talking blacked out polo's
shots in my pocket yeh its looking like rolo's
kitty want a pic
fuck it you can get a photo
running to the funds
but my name ain't kojo
so we done talking then
any violations man will lift it though his cardigan
tell your darg to warn his friend
we gon do a bag of man
on your block we about to cause jahanam