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[Intro]
M1OnTheBeat

M1OnTheBeat

Got Star for the War let’s go bro slap one hand do that on my Solo

When it’s beef I grab my nine, niggas talk don’t have the time

[Verse 1: Trapx10]
Any opp lack it’s curtains wet man down or a serious bursting (bow)
On the net they give it the large like Sherman but they ain’t bad in person (no way)
Skrring with Reece in a German lurking talk about this week’s earnings (bands)
This car’s moving like askar tryna trail man next right just turn it (turn that)
If the bridge can light man burn it take a man’s things and bounce no pogo
He’s got a lil T and he stays on his J pop out on a G not Polo (stays)
I’ve got Star for the War let’s go bro slap one hand do that on my Solo (bow)
[?] I’m missing, off I’m pissing, ducking from po’ po’ (skidding)

[Verse 2: Gangsta Re]
I’m strapped up like a seatbelt, tryna kill somebody’s son (bang)
Can’t count how many niggas I bun, got shells as long as my thumb
I pressed the pump it hit his lung best pray that the ambulance comes (bang)
When I put that Mac on burst, you thought I was playing a drum
Niggas talkin’ wass on tracks but never raise that gap (never)
If I hit his leg it don’t count
Cos I’m tryna lift his hat
Riz the Mac, soak his back
Poor mum had a heart attack, when she saw the holes in his cap

[Verse 3: Trapx10]
The spinner cost me a half a box
This dinger, start press down it’s off
Two triggers, side by side two [?] niggas, best not slip it’s long (don’t lack boy)
Lil bro’s shacked up with the PR, but it’s [?] still grippin’ shanks (bro)
I remember when we held ***** said he slapped it but he beat a blank (joker)
Sixteen on my typhoon boostin’ causin’ a nuisance while hittin’ ten shots
True say I was Young with Money, gyal let me hit askin’ for a Bedrock (haha)
Late nights in the T with the gang Brenda movin’ mad cos she ain’t got a bedrock
I been tryna fly some dro from your home but bro got both the best of (both)

[Verse 4: Gangsta Re]
When it’s beef I grab my nine, niggas talk don’t have the time (nah)
I’ll grab the mop then hit his block and put four holes in his spine
You ain’t shot no one don’t lie (nah)
I’ll fry his head like eggs, two man deep on a stolen ped
Didn’t see you but your friend instead
Niggas claim that they buss the skeng, but tell me when (when?)
You got shook and went to the jakes, when I capped your friend (snitch)
Mini Mac 10 and a dirty skeng, if I got beef better pray for them
In your house I can pay the rent, headshot then I’m off to Kent

[Verse 5: Trapx10]
Caught me once had the upper hand, slid right back and upped my hand (woioi)
Waps get cocked and banged, opps get clocked and shot oh damn (bow)
[?] just locked off ***** now they can’t get no steak and rice (haha)
I just locked off the pub again, now the geezers can’t get no pints

[Verse 6: Gangsta Re]
When I’m creepin’ on the opp block, tell my boy don’t make a sound
I’ve made up for it out, then two niggas hit the ground
I love when the .44’s spittin’ round, tell the kids in the way better get on the ground (down)
Big boy slug hit his crown, watch his brain leak out (bang)