Sus
Active Gxng & Alert (Active Gxng) & 2smokeyy & Jabz (CHB) & Armz (CT1)
2smokeyy
Sus
Active Gxng & Alert (Active Gxng) & 2smokeyy & Jabz (CHB)
Sus
Sus
Sus
2smokeyy
Sus
2smokeyy
2smokeyy
Active Gxng & Broadday & Sus
Active Gxng & SY (Active Gxng) & Sus
Active Gxng & SY (Active Gxng) & Strika & Sus
Active Gxng & & 2smokeyy
Active Gxng & Hitman (Active Gxng) & Broadday & Sus
Active Gxng & SWavey (Active Gxng) & Hitman (Active Gxng) & SY (Active Gxng) & Strika & Sus
Active Gxng & SWavey (Active Gxng) & Sus
Sus
Active Gxng & Big Greezo & SWavey (Active Gxng) & SY (Active Gxng) & Sus
Sus
Sus
Sus
Broadday & ML (NRB) & 2smokeyy & Yevz
Lil Dotz & Broadday
Broadday & Sus & AbzSav & Workrate & Sixty
Sus
Active Gxng & t.scam & Sus
[Intro]
AG
Kings of Camden
HARGO Production
Free my niggas
[Chorus]
Fill it, drill it, pray I don't miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps have Sus left swimming?
K's and attempted killings
I get a thrill from all this drilling
Well known AG villains
Me, SY got ZK's twinning
And SWavey, call that triplets
[Verse 1]
Chef man down until he stops moving (ching)
Still get a punch and booting
Man get pissed when I look at the news and see his condition improving
I live a violent life, so right I only make violent music
Got that drop, but there's more of them than us
So it's the dots I'm choosing
Cumbo, ding-dong cruising
Spot me a opp and pray I don't lose him, juice him
Way we did it was gruesome
Make him swim in blood that he's losing
Scoring, it will never get boring
Floor him, swing my shank and then bore him
Saw him hold his head and start balling
When it's war, I put my all in
Baby on bored, his name is nine, we take him on tour
Free BA, he pass me the fours
Then I said „love“ and gave him my sword
.38 spin, Blitz let it roar
Drive and shoot, my bro does it all
Shout SY, my partner in crime
We shared our dingers, zombies and nines
Shared out prey, we done it enough times
Hold his ching for acting guy, guy
Chest shot ching, Culprit, bye bye
So [?] attempts to ride for his slime, why?
Back your chinger, don't swing, use shooters
Just use it, time for your spin
Think, if the ding-dong got tints and comes your way
Then grip on your ting
Cah we don't play, we come here to murder
Get run down and chinged like C-Murder
Shoutout lil bro, he got down Shh
With gang, and now he a qualified lurker, earner
On the phone to my worker, constant checks cos he just a learner
Bad man, 'til you buck a real mad man, grab man
Swing my ching till I'm tired
Smoke man, then see smoke from our tires
If looks could kill, they do
Cah if I see you, your times expired
So you better run and not get tired
Smoke man, then see smoke from our tires
If looks could kill, they do
Cah if I see you, your times expired
So you better run and not get tired
[Chorus]
Fill it, drill it, pray I don't miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps have Sus left swimming?
K's and attempted killings
I get a thrill from all this drilling
Well known AG villains
Me, SY got ZK's twinning
And SWavey, call that triplets
[Post-Chorus]
Me, SY left bare man dripping
When SY be whizzing
It's SWavey, I am assisting
Took lil bro on a mission, then we bonded over the fishing
He screamed, I told him „Shut up“
Just hold his ching and stop bitching (shut up)
Just hold his ching and stop bitching
[Verse 2]
It's easy like one-two-three, in the Five, no Jackson
Jump out cars and a mad ting, mad ting
Didn't get left where he standing
Cah he tried run, and man had to catch him, splashed him
Michael, Trevor and Franklin, bamping
S, S, S on the gang ting
Free CK, free Blitz, free Broadday Assassin
Beat that mash with a passion
AG demons, heard they're scheming, you can get K for cheesing
Ain't talking 'bout jeeting when I say I got two bodies on me like a threesome
He kept speaking so he got silenced
AG known for the violence
Splash man down then cut from the sirens
Add a K to the A get minus
[?], Mizz got left on the floor
Throw up a five, get bored
Five men up in the 4x4, it's war
This shotgun be like a whore
Try dash and cut through a door
Access denied, and turned to a draw
Man scream "Stop“ and we giving him more
Can't say that my work rate poor, I score
I can't put my hand in a book, cah I know I'mma lie to the jury
I left the chingboy
If I hit the wing, I'm throwing my fist like Tyson Fury
He got beans by the tuna can
Spilled that juice on my ZK, swang
Hitman stepped and Shh got blammed
The sun was down and you still got tan
[Chorus]
Fill it, drill it, pray I don't miss it
Chase it, swing it, ching it
How many opps have Sus left swimming?
K's and attempted killings
I get a thrill from all this drilling
Well known AG villains
Me, SY got ZK's twinning
And SWavey, call that triplets
[Post-Chorus]
Me, SY left bare man dripping
When SY be whizzing
It's SWavey, I am assisting
Took lil bro on a mission, then we bonded over the fishing
He screamed, I told him „Shut up“
Just hold his ching and stop bitching (shut up)
Just hold his ching and stop bitching
[Outro]
You get me
AG
Know who it is
We run the streets
HARGO Production
Get me, fam
Man can't add a K on the gang, not for the consequences
Free BA, free Hitman, free CK
Free Blitz, free AR
I'm out