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Gxtcha Crud! Maud! Gun lean, man gun lean Gun lean on the beat as well For everyone, boys and girls Flick your shoulder, use them well Left, right, left, right Left, right, left, right Michael Jackson twist up your leg Athlete, don't run out of breath Beef who? Mate give it a rest That's your one? I'm sucking her breast Oh shit, Russ did it again War is war, can't reason with them Still tryna smoke them fags like blem I lost my sis', so I don't need friends 10/10, excellent tongue Bro, please come, look at her bum If you didn't run, you would've been dead Head and chest, ain't aiming for legs Test it, grab it, check it Fill it, press it Keep it, clean it SongtextePark it, repeat it Gun lean, man gun lean Gun lean on the beat as well For everyone, boys and girls Flick your shoulder, use them well Left, right, left, right Left, right, left, right King, I run this whole drill ting Why? 'Cause them man rap and sing Everyone's claiming they are the king Shut down shows, don't need a bring in Different from your yé Dip that quick, F the foreplay Kwass man's head, split your bored face Step with .38 or a 12 gauge They see Russ and everyone panic Don't want gyal that's bait like Balplanet On sight ting, I'm done with these faggots Can't shed light, the ending is tragic Don't act dumb, you know that Russ did it Russ don't whip, I purchased it solid You make your songs and CV's invalid In public, affray, I move manic Gun lean, man gun lean Gun lean on the beat as well For everyone, boys and girls Flick your shoulder, use them well Left, right, left, right Left, right, left, right Feds at my door like, "oh no" I don't know what to, to do Straight through the window, man go Active so they can't, handle Fuck that, man's too smart for that Ain't on shit, just walk and chat 16 inch, take all of dat Penetrate it through your marga back Active, don't mad me, get dip Old school like Blue Borough and Crips Gun leaning while I grab her hips Come baby, come and take this dick No babies cah my mumzy schitz Friends with ben's, some casual shit One quick-quick, now she's moving whipped Russ won't stop still I'm stinking rich Gun lean, man gun lean Gun lean on the beat as well For everyone, boys and girls Flick your shoulder, use them well Left, right, left, right Left, right, left, right Yo Poundz, collect this prick 12 lean where? Get off man's dick Slim fit jeans but the mash still fits Big .44 with a fuck off clip Start this beef man end it (Dead it) Homeless prick, man's trending (Collase) Love say man's name for attention I need a fuck off clip with extension (Bow-bow) Patty, my mans way too chatty Son, I love your mum's big batty Come, and take some tips from daddy Punk, I bet you still bump cabby Slip over there, make mess, and I come back fine Run tru' cheques, got three on my neck Drip-drip, can you see that shine? Big handting, man split up the croud Gun lean, so you know that's I (Bow) I'm lookin' some nookie (Tonight) Got corn for a pussy (Tonight) Gun lean, man gun lean Gun lean on the beat as well For everyone, boys and girls Flick your shoulder, use them well Left, right, left, right Left, right, left, right Aus Songtexte Mania