Mad About Bars - S6-E19 - Pt.2
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Alright, let's go back in
Kenny Allstar
The dirty Luger, load it up
Put two in his wig and roll him up
Instant death, he ain't holdin' up
Dirty seven up in my cup
Ten man beefin' the whole of their ends
For my dead bros, I rise my skeng
I don't have to camp by your mum's yard
I put two bells where your mum's at
Watch 'em ask, got questions, why?
Like, why them niggas just took my life?
Get a can of coke, let me bleach this knife
I laugh, not cry when Gโ died
But pay respect
They don't hear, so they must see dะตath
Close one eye, let mะต clean and press
Bench press him, leave the fuck boy stretch, mess
Spent too much days in a rusty trap
With the same old nitties makin' racks
I couldn't even say what I made off crack
Me and Hitman been stretchin' yola
Bicarb, not, not bakin' soda
Whatever you do, don't disturb my peace
I'll dash my J's if I see any creeps
Got nothin' but hate for the fuckin' police
I hate the jakes 'cause they locked my brothers
Pโ, suck your mother
I still swing shots like I'm a slingshot
If I had a plug, give half of my buzz
And gogo, that's bro-bro, my brother
Turn and pack, khalas, done up
I'm in the kitchen stretchin' a biscuit
It's half-past nine, let me reload my runner
I like the Bentley Bentayga
I like the Glock with the laser
I like my bitches thick
The type to swallow my dick
Free Pooh Shiesty
He got everyone thinkin' they're sheisty
Free Big Meech
Blow money fast on a beach
Drill up the place, then skeet
I don't stab one time, I always repeat
Repeat it, we don't repent
Chef man's head, neck
Torso, don't wanna hear no gas, he's dead
Now, I blow up the car with pet
I'll drill it for AGB, my brothers
I got their man to the end
Swingin' my rambo, dig out his chest
He tried play brave and got his arse splegged