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word on the road/brucksav smells - td (siraq) & si (siraq) lyrics

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[intro: si]
si, toosie
f*ck my pagans, most hated
getting money, check my status
you know the ting

[verse 1: si]
doubleback, saw butch and he let it tap
saw chopz and we let it tap
saw rico, we let it tap
everyone knows that i’m stating facts
got got packs and waps, everybody get back
he love sayin’ my name in tracks
we had his sister takin’ snaps
like she really shout out the ‘raq

[chorus: td & si]
from the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
wе got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke еyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells
from the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
we got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke eyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells
[verse 1: td]
i heard the shooters shoot
the shooters wish that i never heard that yute
my wetter already seen his juice
pepper, he already seen it too
one road to the* i know my way in a
like, i ain’t gotta plan my route
doa in the* (shhh), free m
like, i heard they left his friend in flesh
like, mine ain’t nothin’ like them
i got eyes in the a, i already gave him a shave
still can’t give him the rest
rise up ten, this war’s expensive
we can’t afford a death
creep up with nine, got the cutters cut
and i see rico run and i run him up
suttin’ got done up badly, pick him up
stretch gang got the party peppered up
he would’ve thought that*
would’ve caught, caught him in the moorland
bag him up, tag him up, who’s bad enough?
anything war can there get bored on camera

[chorus: td & si]
step on the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
we got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke eyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells
from the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
we got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke eyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells
[verse 2: si]
violent, violent, i wanna know
put all of his time into hoe’s
my team, somerleyton make dough
hashtag, make bad man turn ghost
i ain’t ever denied my batch
morgan, why you act so clueless?
if it weren’t mad tank, shotgun, sneaks
and i bet it was ten man doin’ up cupid or rugan within ruthless
made shaq jump out, let the six shot off
get seen, get bored or shot
i ain’t ever touched n0body d*ckhead
i made the whole block run, then he got*got
you don’t wanna step ‘round to your local shop
can’t lie, get ducked if he cpb
known as a rapper, give us a drop on camz
tell broski, “give it to me”
i got it right now, f*ck 67 to angell town
might wan’ jump out, do it and bounce
even my cousin can get this bow
my ones jump out, do it and bounce
even my cousin can get this* (bap, bap)

[chorus: td & si]
from the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
we got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke eyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells
from the fours to the a and back on foot
four door got four, i’m fittin’ the sp*ce
we’re givin’ them thunder, lightning, rain
they’re givin’ us burgers, bodies for days
we sent him to h*ll
we got a* and we shot a girl
dopesmoke eyes look dumber than mine
word on the road that brucksav smells

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