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lirik lagu 410 - take i

[verse 1: ts]
made like 40 bands off of 3.5s
but my bro made that makin’ drinks for me though
man’s live in the streets, the [?] is peak if you see me or see bro
should’ve saw his face when he saw man
the same way that shifty pulled when he first saw me reload
bro got nicked with three mazzas, i don’t know when the next time i’m gon’ see bro
tapped with my zanco, my pack in my pocket, still did the mazza on free~flow
i don’t wanna hear wass chat from fake street n~ggas that don’t stick to the street code
it’s mad how i make these birds just fly like it’s nuttin’
i remember when i always my reload
since big bro еver gave me my first onе it’s big, big poles that we reload (big ones)

[verse 2: lil rass]
(grrr) who you talkin’ to?
last time i hopped out the ride, i see them duck when i tap that goose
two got away, but one got unlucky
he got ripped up bad like chucky
it’s lucky he moved his head, he would’ve got it all in his face like mucky
my badness high, i’m far from a neek
do i look like leon rasheed? (nope)
them man there ride and chop up civils, it was right but we got 16
it was dark when we got down l
i see him try crawl to safety
got a brown one showin’ me love, the [?] in her eye now she just sees babies
[verse 3: am]
heart broke when they lost their captain
know you can’t pack man, pull up and backed him
when the shotgun split into fractions, windows fractured, sorry ms. jackson
got a big shotgun and it’s homeless
tell a man hold this follow the process
said “i ain’t that buff and you know this”
true, but she ain’t got taste like covid
when the strip’s too hot like panama
step like janitor, sweep them, pattern up
get p~ssed if i pick this caliber
big .45 take shots like camera
this work ain’t got no manager
tryna put s in pain like malaga
that’s an opp that won’t stop chattin’ up
red stain on a white tee like canada

[verse 4: smoney & rendo]
it’s still money and violence
how much skengs have we lost to the trident?
there’s no chattin’, just fryin’
the cg boys still firin’ (boom)
stylist, can’t style us
so who do you think you’re stylin’?
opp in this ride, there’s no rewindin’
bine him, bine him
still stuck in the trenches
make an opp boy fly those fences
it’s a dinger, not rented
send a message, not mention
ching an opp like we’re doin’ up fencin’
lol but his fists still clenchin’
man i blast that, f~ck what he’s benchin’, no question (boom, bow)
[verse 5: rendo]
ay, ay
cah man’s on badness, no need to mention
jump out the vehicle, run man down and stab up his bredrin
i already sat man down like detention
stepped in the room bro i felt the tension
got grazed but i got my vengance
got tour the block, don’t wait at the entrance
ay, ay
when an opp try ride what a great interception
crash full of gunman, check the selection
feds try grab man under a section
ay, and we won this sh~t like we won their election
my ting beat off, watch the connection
feds can’t grab man, no recollection

[verse 6: skengdo]
you can get two from the ting, no question
don’t think i do it for mentions, f~ck the attention i just want stretchin’
h~lla man put on their burners, hoppin’ ahead, just went and seen [?]
don’t act up and them try and bless it
i can’t blame him cah it’s peppers
could’ve had my man spread on the floor
it was bait, i just had man beggin’ (ah man)
boy better mind what you’re reppin’
if it ain’t gang way then it gets blended
bro don’t sit on the fence but he picked up fencing, (dududu dududu bow) do it and dead it
whoosh, show my man no affection, i like to show them (dududu dududu bow) my tekkers
get him, get him
[verse 7: bt]
hoodie
do a red ride and the boy there duck
computer typin’, rifle hangin’
right for the timers, ride for the war
take it down and wipe it
bro tryna crash on licence, said it off licence, tryna offline him
young boy love all the slidin’, trident bang him, he done with the knifin’
gun buss it, i’m tryna surprise them
crack man’s nugget or ching it with spiners
four wheel drivin’, two wheel slidin’
look left and turn with the righters
rambo ching it, i fling away the case
then all man ping it, lamppost shakin’
gangnem pullin’ up, all guns blazin’

[outro]
ay, tefo made this one

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