Letra de Dead up
67
Them man don't want smoke
Them man soon go dead up
Ten fat bells in the mac
My niggas got the whole scene bread up
Ring ring trap trap
Now I'm tryna get my bread up
Lurk on the kerb
I ain't going home to I'm fed up
Them man don't want smoke
Them man soon gone dead up
To my niggas in the bin
I told them keep your head up
Smokes seasons in rudeboy just get your bread up
Don't slip or slide
Slip and you're gonna get led up
Walk around with 5 zeds in my pouch
Let 4 go for a whole rack I smoke 1 cos it's drought
Niggas know what we 'bout, no we ain't talking shit out
See a young g with no manners get live corn for that mouth
As long as I'm around I'm a come through swerving, lurking
Doing 110 in the whip it's skurring, it's German
Asap' got the fiends dem twerking, he's serving
I get a whole one and I start dispersing, I'm working
I smoke one then I'm smoking karma
I'm marger, but don't watch me cos I got mad armour
Bare laughter, but them other guys don't want no drama
Niggas don't want no smoke I need more bands so I get my bread up
In the trap for weeks got me fucking fed up
Them man high but them man soon dead up
Young niggas got the cutters out leave a big man drenched up
I love the blade but my niggas are fryers
Amm and the spliff got me moving tyres
22 for that [?] them man they're liars
I got crack rocks for them OT clients
We got live corn we don't do no fighting
This gun kicks off this skeng has violence
I got uck face she don't act up she don't do no hyping
I got uck face she don't act up she don't do no hyping Ring ring I put amm buds in them scales
Ring ring to my young boy hit them cells
Hands on the 12 on Hill got a bag full of bells for the 12
Feel the dot dot in the rucksack, operate the weapon myself
I break down packs of amm, in break down packs of cocaine
Bad bitch talking 'bout the 6's telling me she heard that we're OJ
I'm OJ I don't play along phones then ring I'm okay
Me and bro long trips 120 on the m-way
You don't wanna see is in the largest coats
6 shortest stones in the largest pole
Knife work on the back road shave man bald
Manaman fire off poles step on the [?] and get ghost
[Hook - Monkey]
Them man soon go dead up
Ten fat bells in the mac
My niggas got the whole scene bread up
Ring ring trap trap
Now I'm tryna get my bread up
Lurk on the kerb
I ain't going home to I'm fed up
Them man don't want smoke
Them man soon gone dead up
To my niggas in the bin
Smokes seasons in rudeboy just get your bread up
Don't slip or slide
Slip and you're gonna get led up
Walk around with 5 zeds in my pouch
Let 4 go for a whole rack I smoke 1 cos it's drought
Niggas know what we 'bout, no we ain't talking shit out
See a young g with no manners get live corn for that mouth
As long as I'm around I'm a come through swerving, lurking
Doing 110 in the whip it's skurring, it's German
Asap' got the fiends dem twerking, he's serving
I get a whole one and I start dispersing, I'm working
I smoke one then I'm smoking karma
I'm marger, but don't watch me cos I got mad armour
Bare laughter, but them other guys don't want no drama
Niggas don't want no smoke I need more bands so I get my bread up
In the trap for weeks got me fucking fed up
Them man high but them man soon dead up
Young niggas got the cutters out leave a big man drenched up
I love the blade but my niggas are fryers
Amm and the spliff got me moving tyres
22 for that [?] them man they're liars
I got crack rocks for them OT clients
We got live corn we don't do no fighting
This gun kicks off this skeng has violence
I got uck face she don't act up she don't do no hyping
I got uck face she don't act up she don't do no hyping Ring ring I put amm buds in them scales
Ring ring to my young boy hit them cells
Hands on the 12 on Hill got a bag full of bells for the 12
I break down packs of amm, in break down packs of cocaine
Bad bitch talking 'bout the 6's telling me she heard that we're OJ
I'm OJ I don't play along phones then ring I'm okay
Me and bro long trips 120 on the m-way
You don't wanna see is in the largest coats
6 shortest stones in the largest pole
Knife work on the back road shave man bald
Manaman fire off poles step on the [?] and get ghost
[Hook - Monkey]
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