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Back Liquez, HMP Thameside, isn´t he? SJ, 67-fucking-4, ´low the tings set, yeah. Man´s out on freeflow every day. Fuck the opps, man can´t walk past me without holdin´ suttin´. There´s some man just here just slidin´ that bag up. Get me, mad. Shout out all my niggas, free all the mandem ten times, you get me? Whole sorts of active shit, #NormalGang. Yeah yeah girl´s in jail, man. Gang

[Dimzy & LD]
(Dimzy)
You said that it´s ammi
That´s not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
.44´s mad
.44 spins
That shit sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz
10 toes on the drive with a buckback
(LD)
And we´re pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year

And we´re pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year

[Dimzy]
You said that its ammi
That´s not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
.44´s mad
.44 spins
That shit sounds like a car crash
Jump Out Gang
We pulled up like, "where´s all the opps? Where they fryin´ at?"
Corn got slapped
Niggas try and run
Now there´s feds on the ends tryna dug man

I´m tryna do music
I´m tryna do bootings
I´m tryna break down these two packs
From kway back
Man had poles pushed back to the Brix
Man, boot that
Now we pull up in trucks
3-litre dingers with spinners
Now we pull up with pumps
Don got left on the mains
Like don got hit by a bus
In skengs, we trust
So I trust these things and stuff
Fuck a driveby, mans never pullin´ up
Jump out like, “yo what´s up?” (Whats good?)
Then I go smoke a 3.5 to the lung
Smoke in my lungs and smoke in my gun

[Dimzy & LD]
(Dimzy)
You said that it´s ammi
That´s not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
.44´s mad
.44 spins
That shit sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz
10 toes on the drive with a buckback
(LD)
And we´re pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year
And we´re pulling up anywhere

Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year

[LD]
Civilians or not, man´s coming
See bare man running
Live corn in my gun
Filled to the brim
Peel live drumming
All these oppers that´s fucking with gang
Only fucking with gang ‘cause we real
Fly birds and we make them bands
And they know that my Sixties drill
Drill ´em ´til a nigga stay still
I don´t rap ‘cause I´m tryna get a deal
FaceTime when I saw that opp
And pedalled my bike right back to the Hill

Can´t swerve ´round here, man´ll burst him
T.O. got the phone lines twerking
Cool grub get the young boys working
If you feel he´s a fed, don´t serve him
Feds lurk for the gang, it´s all mad
I switch up things, I ain´t tryna get grabbed
Just re´d up, now to mow this trap
Two birds up, put my faith in this cap
Nearly every week, man load up straps
See us pulling up in any man´s flat (Skrrr!)
Three man down, one .44 bang

[Dimzy & LD]
(Dimzy)
You said that it´s ammi
That´s not ammi
That pack there come hard ash
.44´s mad

.44 spins
That shit sounds like a car crash
On the main road with 20 my woes
Had a big 12 gauge in my rucksack
My young niggas drill, like Itch and Sizz
10 toes on the drive with a buckback
(LD)
And we´re pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year
And we´re pulling up anywhere
Letting off corn from everywhere
You ain´t gang, then you can´t make a penny here
New racks, new guns, that´s every year