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lirik lagu horrid1 & sav'o - drill or be drilled 2.0

[verse 1: horrid1]
(gabbana!)
on the block from morning til night
they only slide when we decide to leave
got this long ass chete beside my knee
you ain’t cgm if you ain’t pus five you neek
.38s for a pound that’s cheap who you think supplying the streets?
who you think that rides the beef got wet in his chest and begged when he tried to breathe
the fam put flowers beside the tree
he was cold he got covered in a whiter sheets
posted a snap let me slide and see
if no one’s in ~~~~ thеn we light the ~~~~
smacked up ~~~~ in thе cell he denied the beef but his bro was ~~~~
so i smacked him first before he tried to scheme
gotta blur my tracks so they don’t find a breach
if i caught a pack i wouldn’t tell no one i don’t want no clout
i ain’t inna that inna that tally that up man bring it back held one bang now it’s hospital beds that he’s chilling at
it weren’t optional had his bro just sitting back
bare corn for the mash get rid of that bellboy service
the gangdem ringing that
big hand ting in bro’s palm he’s kicking that

[verse 2: sav’o]
(js, js)
zk step with the hand ting bare hand bare back couldn’t give a f~ck about protection
complete that drill ain’t getting prevented unless armed police chose the ped i’m revving
why did i cap i ain’t the one revving it i’m scoping giving bro directions
who’s that spin back bro let me get him
right where he’s standing is right where i left him
cheffed him wet him yuck err
i drenched him end him off man’s battery
no you don’t wanna see sav in a bally
i’m scatty i grew on the block to a bad breed
have you ever lift man up with a ramsy
cheffed that ching that ying that i’m splashy
opp thot tt slop she a baddie but man can’t hit cah no dutty panty
dem man cap in their raps get bands get splashed get blammed man know what my blocks on
smoke in the rave got the party hot boxed
15 they had me in jail eating hot pots
winter they’re inside summer they’re out so suns out guns out get bun out your drop top
would of thought dappz invented the dot dot the way shotty shane double tapped and popped off
[verse 3: dodgy]
way before man smoked man was out on smoke tryna put one in a packet
this long one stuffed under the jacket
clutch that man up that then tap it, slap it
way back then we was rapid response, we responded rapid
it’s a fact that all of my guys had a name on their nank before they started rapping
i won’t shoot from across like a jesus piece
i run past and wet man down left a splash on his head like the local priest
had locals screaming out please, stop
but if you know what i’m on then best believe that i ain’t gonna stop and his friend’s mom just watched point blank when i wet ~~~~
put down the knife that’s cool pick up the fire and light him instead
no doctors no sign of the feds the papers said that when he got found he was dead
you know how much skengs got found in the ends
fire that once then fire again
seen a b~tch get bun pellets found in your chest no way that we’re frightened of them

[verse 4: t.y.]
buck into me best cut bro
i ain’t shaking no hands like ~~~~
ima keep it gangsta cah i’m a gangsta when i buck them no convo
who’s that slow down don’t rush bro lift up the ting everyone just duck low
baby girl can you hold this nina but make sure no else but us know
talk on my name that’s stupid loud on the wing came home he was muted
can’t think that i’m wet that’s deluded
go check my rap sheet i ain’t gotta cap g
had 5 stabbings included
step on the visit like who’s him
assault him back on the block i’m secluded
convertible when i window ching got ruthless
see man get wet in his stomach try run off and started to puke
all the fans dem know me as t.y but on the opp block they know me as juke
see broski let that go
brilliant goal i think it’s a fluke
i just jumped out the whip with my fl!cks had broski driving in tune
[verse 5: splasha]
hear what i’m saying let me rip this
caught a mad case two feds as a witness
done it day time and at night i’m on sickness
side by side by the woosh man clipped him
who did it, who done it feds clueless
whole team full of stabbers and shooters
stick to the code we don’t rat like them losers
shook yute, how you getting shot with your shooter?
why you think that the opps can’t manage
all the opps know strikers a savage
i’m here for support anytime we’re attacking
thumpz tripped up he was frightened and panicked
got it in his chest he was frassing
~~~~ slipped got cheffed he was lacking they’re wet whole gang been cheffed check the status
violate go get em the responding is rapid
you don’t really want splash on your back
ask the opps i go mad on attack ain’t been nicked for half of the sh~t
personal rap sheet madder than mad
been on the p don’t act like i popped up i
seen the whole of ~~~~ get chopped up
hennessy in my cup gets topped up
she thinks that she sweets but she can’t get my flops up (dead)

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