cause jahanam

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