First Names

(Ay Mental, this one comes cold)

[Chorus: Digz]
Shout out to my bro CK
Real rap, no cap
He's a real cash earner
And shout out to my bros in the D
I'm surrounded by real mash workers
If I get a drop in an opp, is peak
Cause' you know that a man will turn up
Caramel ting', short and sweet
You know me and her gon' turn up

[Verse One: Digz]
I beg a man don't talk in the back
J*g*o my bro bro, and he got my back
I heard the way that M*n*y got splashed
J*h*, T*n* done dash and C*r*s got whacked

Don't they know that the guy's on stuff?
So why did they roof for the ends on the lack
Don't wanna hear that your friends on drills
Your bro got touched, and you left his lad

If a man try step in the D
I got my bro bro, same way he got me
Defend my bro, my fam, my g
My big bro put holes in tees

I swear M*n*y got poked his bitch (Haha)
Should of never try come to the D
That's SU, and A & E
He's got hanging, no goose on scene (Yuck)

No cap, no fibz
In one day about three got dipped (Hmm)
That's M*n*y, *o*, T*n*
All of them boys got chinged (Pussys)

Some stupid pricks
They don't ride out, just give bare lip
And my big bro F is on drills
They ain't the same, they ain't on shit

The opps touch each others dick, why?
They must not get no chicks
On tracks, they're talking shit
They leave their mates, they run so quick

J*g *u* chinged up a civ, bitch
He aims below the hips
If he got caught that day
The mandem would've put him in a spliff

Fuck, let me not talk too hot
Cause the mandem really done that job
Now the scoreboard's looking all odd
But if I see an opp, I'll do man up
Cause you don't fuck with my thug
I'll do man up, for my jigga, my thug
I'll do man up, for my jigga, my blood

[Verse Two: R.O]
Violent thugs in the D (D-side)
Add the K to the blood you get jugged like the beat
I'm in the bando with my DK g's
DK's on top, before you ask me g

My name's R.O from the fucking D
I linked with bro J.E
We're gonna blow, no TNT
Got love for the fans they believe, they believe

Gonna give back to Mum and Dad
Fans telling me that my flows be mad
R.O from the D got love for my Ahks (Family)

Yo, fuck J*g *u*, he got nicked for a felony
I beg you man stop acting like celebrity
Think you're on bad, but your boy got peppered
Chips and Chips, the man feel fed up

How many times did Z just chef up
T*n* S*a*i* got his head front wet up
CY1 got drop no shoulder
Swift in the 9 can't chat on my back
You got got by the 92 side that's facts, no fibz

Your boy got three in the bus, no Tetris
This life ain't film, no Netflix
My bros built that shit with Benson
Too many face' trynna move so hectic
If we brought the man to do Brexit
The man chings civil's then leg it

If we brought the man to do Brexit
The man chings civil's then leg it
(Posted on my block, got black on black)
(We ain't out here, trynna block do spread out)

[Chorus: Digz]
Shout out to my bro CK
Real rap, no cap
He's a real cash earner
And shout out to my bros in the D
I'm surrounded by real mash workers
If I get a drop in an opp, it's peak
Cause' you know that a man will turn up
Caramel ting', short and sweet
You know me and her gon' turn up

(Ay Mental, this one comes cold)
You know me and her gon' turn up

[Outro: R.O]
(Fuck them opps, they chat like neeks)
(KS K you get me man)