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lirik lagu 916 freestyle – cgm

[intro:]
yo
9,1,6, 916
same thing, [?] man
let’s get it
crack him, crack him, crack him

[verse 1: kaysav]
feds know that we mad
man be wicked and bad
dem n*ggas love talkin’ ‘nough
just sit indoors and just act
what the f*ck is that?
get out ‘ere and touch man
i been mashing it on your gang
k this and i ain’t been blammed
step outside with the rambs, i’m mad
do man up and leave mum sad
been round there with a knife and a cab
no jump out gang, i ain’t tryna get grabbed
no dabbing our straps, kaysav don’t dab
leave man saucy when man stabbed
2 peds up, see man turn flash
been round there and i seen man crashed
that’s it, wass
stick to the chat
they ain’t on my level, can’t f*ck with my gang
no 16, everybody wan’ bang
little kids making news, what man?
someone tеll him stop, i’ll do man prop’
leave red patchеs all over man’s top
duck him down non stop
and he better run quick when jsav’s on the block
kaysav this, kaysav that
i ain’t been touched a n*gga still wan’ chat
[verse 2:]
many man know
2.2 when i let that go
feds turn cameras, then i burn them clothes
and i switch up rides and i go and do road
say your blocks ain’t safe, but i been there loads
no whip or bike and i do ten toes
tryna dub a long stick with a red nose
that i’ll duck man down to the end of his rod
talk about yutes in cutters
tell me when i saw my man, why my man did a next ten toes runners?
got daz on the cut
gotta see me in the cut
them man don’t wanna see my brothers
sav lurking to mash that d
someone got laid down in the covers
can’t tell you amount of times that i phoned up my bros
we marched over to that blue bridge
like dust man down
ten toes on a high road
tryna stick man like glue sticks
swear i remember the day
stab my bro with the blade
only missed his heart by a few inch
so when i do my sh*t, i don’t talk like chicks
i ain’t tryna go down by loose lips
i’mma jump out boy
i’mma jump out, sh*t
how many dumb f*ckboys got chased?
like 10 young g’s tryna jump in my cabby
had to tell them, no sp*ce
cause they all want glide
man they all want ride
man they all want dip dip, blade
but i trap trap in the bando
with a big rambo strapped round my waist
[verse 3:]
big bands
bad b*tch
big guns
stack bricks
f*ck wh0res, stack this
ain’t [?] do backflips
in the trap house, i got h*lla grammy’s
water whip, i’m the weather man
flyer birds, no feather man
i got bare smoke like amsterdam
and the trap got packs
flip that just to get them racks
she’s got that backs
f*ck that, man i link my cats
in the trap with both
chop that then i get that ghost
ice man like [?]
yeah i make all the gyaldem roast
bang that like [?]
or i whip that ting like yoda
all the girldem love me
see the girl love me like sosa
on me it’s over
face shot, straight makeover
i can do this sh*t when i’m sober
still heat man up like a toaster
ya b’s in the trap
i got p in the trap
dem man beef on the track
like, why you gotta beef like that?
dem man talk, they chat
man don’t talk, just clap
man do trap
but they ain’t never seen no rats
[verse 4:]
when glo gang try set pace
certain man got sliced in the face
foreign car, green light, let’s race
don’t slip, better tie your lace
in a stolen car rolling with dappz
[?], we got lots of straps
in la, cooling with the gang
they came back, to out they ran
swear to god, n*gga’s lucky it jammed
ask girls, they’ll stare cos they hang
with a song, yeah i think i need shazam
it comes on when we’re speeding that foreign
shout [?] dash off a
no way, we’re speeding that foreign
so scared cos we speeding that foreign
we will be coming to your hood cos it’s boring
we’ll be chilling in your hood, we be touring
catch a opp, if they run, we be scoring
when we ride, tryna aim for the d*mn head
i’m tryna score every week like sanchez
bam bam, skrr skrrt from the d*mn feds
put n*ggas [?], down vets

- cgm

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