Custom Juice (Original)

[Intro]
PA Beats
BDK
Know what it is
Free up the guys
CGE shit, you get me?
Fuck all the opps
You get me, free all my niggas, innit, you get me?
Free the whole Northside Newham, you get me?

[Verse 1]
I told bro lets lurk, trust me darg, we ain't throwing up two L's (Nah)
Go grab that dinger, grab that dotty, fill it up with two bells (Fill it up)
How many times did the mandem slide on a ride like Mario cart with shells? (How many?)
How many times did I weigh that light but IJJ had a Grinner on scales? (G pack)
Greased up .9's, long ass dottys and spinners as well (Hella corn)
I can tell you 'bout circo vans and holding cells, free my jiggas in jail (Free 'em)
Cah I know how It gets in front of the judge, when you know that you ain't getting bail (Pissed)
When you know that you ain't getting bail (Pissed)
Young Screw, my jigga, Mr. Twin Trigger or he might have his chopper (Ching)
Bro was like "S you're hard, you gotta do music proper"
But how can I chill in the booth, I gotta drill on these yutes I'm really tryna pack me a opper (Pack it)
This bitch in my crib and she know what it is deep down she know she a popper (She a badders)
And if you fuck with the pagans, no conversation, still on copper (Hella)
I'm far from lidge, thing on my hip, me I can't stop for a copper (No)
Any opp in my rambo distance, his top I'mma tear it up (Ching it)
Bro just stepped in the booth, we all spit the truth and he teared it up (Like fire)
Southside Newham pepper, on Freemay really tryna air it up (Bubush)
Niggas wanna diss on CJ, first things first, let me clear it up (Lemme clear it up)
That's my little bro, but I swear that he weren't involved (Mighty)
So all this talk like you're smoking on opps, rude boy you ain't smoking on a soul (On no one)

[Chorus]
Custom loose, Custom who?
Get round there, spill Custom juice
My man said he's the prince of the 6, but he got chinged in Custom too (Splash)
Chat to the pigs and jump off road
I swear down that's just a Custom flu
Man get kicked off the block like Shaun
Cah they wan' rap like Custom goons

[Verse 2]
Let me just switch it, samurai swords, rambos and kitchens (Long ones)
Man just twist it, twin barrel dotz, yeah, and we got things with clips in (Hella)
Slide on your block, glide on a opp, tryna wipe out a mans existence (Pack it)
Suttin' got smoked in Becky, won't know it's us cah yeah the whip was tinted (Tinted)
They're scoring own goals and talking crud, the man there make me laugh (They made me laugh)
Me and M should've caught up with Kojo, had a headstart, he was way too fast (Why you running?)
Filthy ducked down, I was pissed, ask lil' bro I would've shaved his clart (Fuckin' hell)
I ain't spreading no love like Cupid but I'm tryna push it in paigons heart
These niggas they're making me mad, how they wan' rap 'bout gang,? They ain't on man
I remember it was me, Locz, Young Screw, F2 with smoke in the cab (Gang)
Lucky that the ting dere jammed or your head back dere would've got slapped (Woulda got blammed)
Doing this shit from young, these new plates can't chat to the gang (Can't hat to us)
These niggas they hitting civilians then they wan' diss on my lil' bro CJ (Patties)
Dizz done begged for his life
How the fuck he survive, parted on Freemay (Patty)
Where he should've been, like your mum, you would've been (Ha)
This beef gets heated, no cookery (No)
On my gang, you couldn't be (No)
I was in school, flicky in my blazer, really tryna catch me a chinging (Chinging)
Got kicked out, me and Local on the strip, that's two rambos twinning (They're twinning)
Don't chat 'bout DSav, jumped on this year, little man are you kidding? (Who are you?)
Go to the opp boys party like cowards the opps dem hidden (Hidden)
About "Time Will Tell"
Let me tell you what times gonna tell (Lemme tell you)
How many opps gonna drop and die?
How many my lot gonna go jail? (How many?)
How many times am I gonna get nicked?
And the judge just deny that bail (Fucks sake)
Well I guess that's back to the wing with mackerel whipping in cells (Pebbles)

[Outro]
PA Beats
BDK