lirik lagu trigz hrb - keeping it real
[intro: ? & trigz]
mk1
free the f~cking guys
free b1, free vd
know what it is, hrb sh~t
yo, yo
[verse 1]
i’m in the back and i’m live with mine
bro’s there too and he’s live with his (live)
when i brang rowdy rebel to mozart
that day there we had six in the spin’
had an xd and a 9x filled to the brim
when i shot ‘mob ties’ with twin
17 slugs got stuffed in the clip
when i went and recorded my fumez ‘plugged in’
spoke on bro, like how could you dare? (how?)
i link stacy and phil every day of the week like i live on albert square
three for twenty my famous deal
just phone my phone as soon as you’re there
natalie’s only got eighteen pound
but i’m lettin’ her off, cah’ life ain’t fair
still outside trynna’ whack a jareer (grr)
[hook]
still outside trynna’ run up a mil’
my n~ggas them trapped in xabsi
stuck in a cell man i know how it feels
those who don’t drill must drill
there ain’t no awards for keeping it real
i was on the wing like foden, had me shotting i.d cards to phil
im from the ‘zart, you can die if you snitch
but ladbroke grove, they’re known to squeal (snitches)
[verse 2]
please don’t compare us to them (no)
my block’s full of trappers and slappers
really put n~ggas to sleep with skengs
i don’t wanna’ hear ’bout ~
we made your’ bredrins sleep in tents
remember when ~ hopped that fence?
p~ssy was quick, he should’ve got drenched
step in my bando, nothing but zombies, my dargie they won’t stop coming (they don’t)
had a mali [?], called mo farah, wallahi, he won’t stop runnin’ (wallahi)
your’ man is a f~ckin’ liar, i see a jareer and fire, you know how i’m coming
two sticks up on the opp block, my ting jammed told broski “bun him” (get him)
[hook]
still outside trynna’ run up a mil’ (run it up)
my n~ggas them trapped in xabsi
stuck in a cell man i know how it feels
those who don’t drill must drill
there ain’t no awards for keeping it real
i was on the wing like foden, had me shotting i.d cards to phil
im from the ‘zart, you can die if you snitch
but ladbroke grove, they’re known to squeal (f~cking rats)
[verse 3]
sluggy don’t want smoke he wants spice
sluggy’s a bum, he ain’t got no life
sluggy’s been cuttin’ his arm with a razor
sluggy made numerous attempts on his life (d~ckhead)
officers know we got beef
but they’re still tellin’ me that he’s hangin’ himself from the light
i don’t even know how i beef these guys
done drills on the 6 not once or twice
i could do label meetings with cap’
or go overseas and link up with the plug
should be in studio, cookin’ a mixtape
i’m in the kitchen, cookin’ up grub
bro’s got a ticket, he’s [?]
get rid of them packs, they ain’t coming to club
some get trappy and some spill blood
still trynna’ leave them yutes in the mud (gang gang)
[hook]
still outside trynna’ run up a mil’ (run it up)
my n~ggas them trapped in xabsi
stuck in a cell man i know how it feels
those who don’t drill must drill
there ain’t no awards for keeping it real
i was on the wing like foden, had me shotting i.d cards to phil
im from the ‘zart, you can die if you snitch
but ladbroke grove, they’re known to squeal (f~cking rats)
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