Horrid1, (CGM) TY, Dodgy, Splasha, Sav’O - Drill Or Be Drilled 2.0 lyrics

[Horrid1, CGM TY, Dodgy, Splasha, Sav’O - Drill Or Be Drilled 2.0 lyrics]

(Gabbana)
On the block from morning til night
They only slide when we decide to leave
Got this long ass chete beside my knee
You ain't CGM if you ain't
Pus five you neek
.38s for a pound that's cheap who
You think supplying the streets?
Who you think that rides the beef got wet in
His chest and begged when he tried to breathe
The fam put flowers beside the tree
He was cold he got covered in a whiter sheets
Posted a snap let me slide and see
If no one's in thеn we light the
Smacked up in thе cell he
Denied the beef but his bro was
So I smacked him first before
He tried to scheme
Gotta blur my tracks so they
Don't find a breach
If I caught a pack I wouldn't tell
No one I don't want no clout
I ain't inna that inna that tally
That up man bring it back
Held one bang now it's hospital
Beds that he's chilling at
It weren't optional had his
Bro just sitting back
Bare corn for the mash get
Rid of that bellboy service
The gangdem ringing that
Big hand ting in bro's
Palm he's kicking that

(JS, JS)
ZK step with the hand ting bare hand bare
Back couldn't give a fuck about protection
Complete that drill ain't getting
Prevented unless armed
Police chose the ped I'm revving
Why did I cap I ain't the one
Revving it I'm scoping giving bro directions
Who's that spin back bro let me get him
Right where he's standing is right
Where I left him
Cheffed him wet him yuck err
I drenched him end him off man's battery
No you don't wanna see Sav in a bally
I'm scatty I grew on the
Block to a bad breed
Have you ever lift man up with a ramsy
Cheffed that ching that ying
That I'm splashy
Opp thot TT slop she a baddie but
Man can't hit cah no dutty panty
Dem man cap in their raps
Get bands get splashed
Get blammed man know what my blocks on
Smoke in the rave got the party hot boxed
15 they had me in jail eating hot pots
Winter they're inside summer they're
Out so suns out
Guns out get bun out your drop top
Would of thought Dappz invented
The dot dot the
Way Shotty Shane double tapped and popped off

Way before man smoked man was out on
Smoke tryna put one in a packet
This long one stuffed under the jacket
Clutch that man up that then tap it, slap it
Way back then we was rapid response
We responded rapid
It's a fact that all of my guys had a
Name on their nank before
They started rapping
I won't shoot from across like a Jesus piece
I run past and wet man down left a
Splash on his head like the local priest
Had locals screaming out please, stop
But if you know what I'm on then
Best believe that I ain't gonna
Stop and his friend's mom just watched
Point blank when I wet
Put down the knife that's cool pick up
The fire and light him instead
No doctors no sign of the
Feds the papers said
That when he got found he was dead
You know how much skengs got
Found in the ends
Fire that once then fire again
Seen a bitch get bun pellets found in your
Chest no way that we're frightened of them

Buck into me best cut bro
I ain't shaking no hands like
Ima keep it gangsta cah I'm a gangsta
When I buck them no convo
Who's that slow down don't rush bro lift
Up the ting everyone just duck low
Baby girl can you hold this Nina but
Make sure no else but us know
Talk on my name that's stupid loud on
The wing came home he was muted
Can't think that I'm wet that's deluded
Go check my rap sheet I ain't gotta cap G
Had 5 stabbings included
Step on the visit like who's him
Assault him back on the block I'm secluded
Convertible when I window ching got ruthless
See man get wet in his stomach try
Run off and started to puke
All the fans dem know me as T.Y but on
The opp block they know me as Juke
See broski let that go
Brilliant goal I think it's a fluke
I just jumped out the whip with my
Flicks had broski driving in tune

Hear what I'm saying let me rip this
Caught a mad case two feds as a witness
Done it day time and at
Night I'm on sickness
Side by side by the woosh man clipped him
Who did it, who done it feds clueless
Whole team full of stabbers and shooters
Stick to the code we don't
Rat like them losers
Shook yute
How you getting shot with your shooter?
Why you think that the opps can't manage
All the opps know strikers a savage
I'm here for support
Anytime we're attacking
Thumpz tripped up he was
Frightened and panicked
Got it in his chest he was frassing
Slipped got cheffed he was
Lacking they're wet
Whole gang been cheffed check the status
Violate go get em the responding is rapid
You don't really want splash on your back
Ask the opps I go mad on attack ain't
Been nicked for half of the shit
Personal rap sheet madder than mad
Been on the P don't act like I popped up I
Seen the whole of get chopped up
Hennessy in my cup gets topped up
She thinks that she sweets but she
Can't get my flops up
(dead)

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