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Philly Don't Dance
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Hargo Production
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Don't lack in traffic like Froggo or you can get shot on your block like Dezzie
These guys get way too lucky, somehow they're always escaping death (how?)
And when gang pulled up in DG, Lurkz ran off and he left his friends (gone)
But we don't talk about that or back up phone, just rise up skengs
Our bees got too much rappers (facts)
Not enough slappers (why)
We're some real top trappers
You can call us the Farm block crashers
You talk about Malis drinking lean but your mate can't sip no lean (no he can't)
He got bun on his sweet sixteenth
Fuck that, I'm beefing my skins (one kidney)
I'm tryna build this spliff but I need a pagan or two on my riz (bill it)
Glide in four-door whips, latex on, rambos and flicks (bow)
They can say the gang don't drill, we glide 'round town like Tokyo Drift
If I'm not in the whip I'm up on the strip, tryna do deals with kits (dealing)
Broski loves dealing with smoke but the smoke right here will give you more than cancer (cancer)
Blacked out like Panther, seven times three tryna turn man Casper (ghost)
All in not out
If you touch one of mine, we're gliding round (gliding)
Tryna put a black youth on my Rizla
But I'll still ching a white boy down (ching)
Said they got beef with the Malis but you can't be on to my dargies (don't be dumb)
I'll smoke your chargie, Philly don't dance with smoke in the party (don't dance)
We boogie on the opp block
It gets fucked when I bring my army (it's long)
Hide your Carti, summertime
You best hide your barbie (hide that bitch)
Said they got beef with the Malis but you can't be on to my dargies (don't be dumb)
I'll smoke your chargie, Philly don't dance with smoke in the party (don't dance)
We boogie on the opp block
It gets fucked when I bring my army (it's long)
Hide your Carti, summertime
You best hide your barbie (hide that bitch)
I'm in the strip tryna shot these packs if I see undies then I'm running away (running)
You can hold the 15 inch or 20 (ching)
Either way, it still rips through bellies (ripping)
My whole gang's outside from early tonight, if you wanna slide past, be ready
Big bro got his trusty stick, tryna aim and shoot, put a youth on telly
Are you ready?
Are you ready?
Cah this ram just cuts like veggies (ching)
Don't tempt me, 'fore I take one eye like Fetty (take it)
Big guns on the ride, sliding by, you can end up on the telly (on a telly)
Tap it, tap it, the Malis are in love with slapping
No one pop, man came with the dots (boom)
Extra shells, this ting gon' bruk
On the frontline where shots get bucked
Just seen feds, oh, fuck (damn)
Said he's on man, he must be lost
Don't lack at your local spot (don't lack)
I don't need no OT spot
In the hood, my trapline jumps (jumpy)
Run when them doors go pop
It's them TP youths on your block (scary)
I don't do no cuffs, so it's feds man dodge and I hide from thots
Bells in the mop
Sweep up opps (sweep him, sweep him)
Splash mans top (splash that)
Do the TP bop (ching)
Said they got beef with the Malis but you can't be on to my dargies (don't be dumb)
I'll smoke your chargie, Philly don't dance with smoke in the party (don't dance)
We boogie on the opp block
It gets fucked when I bring my army (it's long)
Hide your Carti, summertime
You best hide your barbies (hide that bitch)
Said they got beef with the Malis but you can't be on to my dargies (don't be dumb)
I'll smoke your chargie, Philly don't dance with smoke in the party (don't dance)
We boogie on the opp block
It gets fucked when you bring my army (it's long)
Hide your Carti, summertime
You best hide your- (hide that bitch)
Free Bills, free Boxer
Free S1 Touch Paper
Free Huncho
Yayo, 10 out of 10
Zino
Prez
Free all the mandem (Hargo Production)
Touch Paper Lane
TP Hell
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