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The Drop
Naijaboy
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If you know about my beat
Let me give you the drop
YG on the streets
Let me tell em what's up
The whole clique was so savage
So you know what I Saw
Amiri Jeans fit clean from my head to my socks
The crackheads In designer so you know where I'm from
Drip clean to my socks, got my black shades on
Muscle up and Chest high Feeling like King Kong
Praise to the most high for giving mummy a son
I'm in the sky with flyest chick, she likes my songs
Shine bright with ur smile we can take it to Kong
Back in ends it's a dungeon and you know where I'm from
No this ain't no London this is the Holland Drop
Back then it was drill I called it Moerwijk bop
The whole clique is with us so you know where am from
The Ygz are cheffers so the OG'z are on job
You better better bow to the set or you might just listen my songs
That crackhead in designer will turn luck into dust
Free the guys inna pen we ain't penning so much
And I can't even imagine what they're Planning for Dot
This is no more rap
Its a letter to God
Cah Jehovah was my witness
When I saw my first drop
Free the guys inna pen we ain't penning so much
The 3rd quarter is the gang so we rising uptop
All my friends are on stuff so dare you trouble my gwop
Hey yo, I've seen them spot yutes fam
Say swear? Where they at?
Near the burger spot fam they're bopping out now!
Let's shoot through and introduce ourselves
My nigga
Are you sure that's my man?
Bro trust me fam, look at those creps my niggu
Aii that dusty yute doesn't know what's coming
I don't know fam, but let me give em The Drop
Real life story this ain't no bonnie and Clyde
I witnessed a homicide I was young I didn't cry
They say what doesn't kill u makes u stronger
Can you imagine how I feel I'm used to hanging with my soldiers
Got an armpit that'll cook u quicker than a toaster
My nigga Bounce was bouncing bricks suh me affi loose up
I'm a young man getting respect from the olders
Grind hard or get home or imma feed you with the poachers
Lifestyle dangerous, the movie's never ended
CB moving Recky with the joint cah he bent it
Give me a MacBook and a sim and imma travel out the trenches
See half heart niggas playing strings on the fences
I could wipe them all out
But my eyelids need lenses
So we drive back to the park M-block with the gangsters
And it's Big Naij, ofcourse I drive the boat
Im tryna better my life as I walk into a cosy store
Its new jeans, new stacks I won the phony war
Got a nigga asking me:"where do you know me from"
I'm with LD so the rasclart will turn u done
I ain't from Streatham but I stretched a nigga stretchings cold
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