Loose1
CGM & JDF & Loose1
CGM & Sini Sayso & JDF & Loose1
Loose1
CGM & MashPies (GL) & Loose1
CGM & Loose1
CGM & Digga D & Loose1
Loose1
CGM & Ice (CGM) & (CGM) TY & M’Skum & Loose1 & Sini Sayso
Loose1
CGM & Loose1 & Sav’O
CGM & Loose1 &
Loose1
CGM & Loose1 & Splasha
Loose1 & MashPies (GL) &
Loose1
CGM & & (CGM) TY & Ice (CGM) & Loose1
[Intro]
No face, man I do it on ped
Big Rambo to the bottom of my leg
Ching my man and he just bled
Face shot gang or he get it in his head
[Verse]
No face, man I do it on ped
Big Rambo to the bottom of my leg
Ching my man and he just bled
Face shot gang or he get it in his head
Outside steppin' while you was in bed
Fell in love for the bands
Got my feet dem red
Dotty come dirty and rusty
Must of came out from the farmers shed
5 bills for the dots cos it came with led
We was out there tryna get man dead
Bro bro with thе smoke got grabbed by a fed
This shush shoulda whooshеd, that's an instant M
Drillings on drillings, that's smoke for them
They ain't got figures, they're broke, they're gems
It's a war zone, like free up my friends
Everybody want war, we the realest in West
We the realest in West
How did it feel?, blood spilling from chest
Caught my man, blood spillage again
I wan' see mans bone, I ain't feeling it feds
Put drugs in the trap, no drugs then let's get it
Pack of Amm', put that on the ends
Them boy write statements, pattern your friends
Pattern your friends
Flip out the shank, I ain't battering men
[?] cah I pattern the gems
Real first, think later, no pen up to paper
Dem boy there write statements
Bro got to dip, dip, no Jason
We don't fuck around with no bacon
Mad thoughts in my head, mad thoughts in my head
Got me demon dancing with Satan, like
Like, I beef bare nerds
And all now I ain't been touched
And all now I ain't been hurt
We the ones who mash work, what?
We the ones who do dirt
15 inch when I step
Leave holes in tops, bare blood on shirts
Skrr up on the 12
No 'morse, tryna ching old friends
Like one or two of my bros
'Til I started beefing their ends, they're gems
Man know I don't lack on streets
Like one or two times I slipped, it's peak
But the pussy never made me leak
Nerds them man some neeks, right
Write a bro like I'm [?]
You was wrapped up in them sheets
I was out tryna see them P's
No cooker, you can hold heat
Live corn off all of your G's
We make P's off light and B
Call up JDF for them trees
Me and JSav eat beef
Me and JSav get busy
Westfield, whack him up now he's dizzy, or
Ask me jump off that wizzy
Legs up, my man was all dippy