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Man's still sliding Got hammers and dingers galore, gunshot when I find him And that's exciting Money piling Spent so much fares on the cab like why you not driving Took a snap on the mains broad day cos its perfect lighting Bro got dark but he run out of light so i brought more light in Survival of the fittest right now so everyone's fighting Everyone raps but they know about drills but is you riding? Kway back on a pushbike ting we done serious knifing Ching ching run off and bill it We got smoke for the fiends and killings Skeng got 8th for a skeng But not guilty for the drilling Trap got more than 10 And i ain't seen him since he done that drilling I can handle the snakes, the rats I can't take Niggas talk to the pigs and the pigs wanna lock my estate They wanna know about the 6 Wanna know how much money we make We lost so much skengs, I don't know how much more I could take But i'm still pulling up on smoke, I still serve amnesia on boat I just got off the phone to Slowz, He done whacked couple opp with "o" Still pull up in the 4 door with the 44 tryna smoke in the dome Tryna shutdown the boy then fly OT then shutdown the show Songtexte67 we're drillers we drill, I put my life on the line for the hill How much times ever did a nigga dirty Only god knows how a nigga feels Of course im beef in the trident Tryna catch me sliding Still step outside on violence I'll deal with them in silence Nuff' Gyal' get whacked Nuff' skengs get whacked too Jump out gang on the back road I couldn't give a fuck man fuck you! Been round there in the 4 door, Been round there just to cut tru Gave the Gyal' wood man i ain't gotta say I love you Free J thats bro, 67 to the road Anywhere, Anywhere manaman fuck up the show Trappin' ain't dead the nitty still phone for the blow 4 door with the skeng I see a couple man and they blow Skengs out 10 toes I was out with my bro German, 4 door, jump out then let it blow Skurr out, bill it up, probably get top from a hoe Skurr out, Jump out, Probably get top from a hoe In the 6 with my woes Niggas run far when they see me Cos them niggas know that their times up Got something off of my hip That big handgun that i rise up So nigga don't slip or you're gon' get fried up I never have time then you're gon' get knifed up Mad Liquez know that I'm nuts I bun an opp and not give two damn fucks You know I'm out there getting them bands up But the feds tryna slap me in handcuffs If bro pulls up with the Mac, let me show you what that does That's 25 shots in the clip so everything mad up The law I'm above, them opps they know us In skengs we trust, crash corn from a stolen truck The law I'm above, them opps they know us In skengs we trust, crash corn from a stolen truck Aus Songtexte Mania