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lirik lagu off the record – rm (uk)

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six shots in my spin and i got more in the pouch for the reload
told my darg “any waps for sale, phone up my phone, let me know”
rude boy you can get shot or stabbed out here for less than a kilo
you can have racks in your crib, i’ma come through and leave you with zero
my guy, i got the ting in the pouch, tell me what you sharking me for?
force showed me you could never have too much guns
so i’m tryna get three more
reall tryna get man down, my dargies, we don’t roll with rebores
my darg had to drop suttin out then he took a flight to the sеashore
just cause you got one*two guns, littlе n*gga, don’t make you a gangster
when i got shot, told the doctor to take out the slug then give me a plaster
one thing that rm would never do is give a bad gyal pasta
peng tings from the club give me head
then you went and snogged that after
i heard man tried move to my cousin so we went round on the same night
come round on the supers with the lights off, i’ma show you bout playtime
really tryna make these p*ssio yutes see red like a brake light
big t**th in my wap like an alsatian canine
yeah i smoked nuff weed in my time but none of my g’s ain’t snorting
big charges every time man get locked
i ain’t never went home with a caution
i seen my uncle’s body lay stiff, swear down man, it left a n*gga haunted
held so tight on his hand, yeah i really felt that rigor mortis
i don’t watch no football darg but i’ll blow your wig back like lescott
you ain’t never seen a man get head topped
yeah i stepped over a few dead opps
make sure you buss shots at my sendoff
you man can’t pay for your own funerals
so you can’t even risk it to get shot
if you’re a good guy, please don’t try come around like a bad yute
a yg got shot and i seen his soul float out his tracksuit
you ain’t never slapped for yourself, darg you only slap cause you have to
mom went on a mazzalina cause she felt my snub nose
cranked in my nan’s room
feeling like tony up in my hood cause they’re calling me the bad guy
didn’t have a beam on the shotty so i had to work with a flashlight
big four*four in your face, that’ll make any n*gga act right
i love when a big batty chick come link me with her jeans looking mad tight
you ain’t never been paid for a hit then really left somebody hit
very big waps, we ain’t punching your lip
how you act hard and you run to the pigs?
had to back heat few times for my sis
if you touch force, we’ll come to your crib
big twelvers that’ll take off limbs
get back to the hood, have a bath, man’s kriss

- rm uk

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