Cancion : #Grubby
Artista : 67
Album : The Glorious Twelfth
Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-grubby-de-67


(Hook: Dimzy)
My niggas they just love the waps and cutlery
But they be trappy
All my 60 niggas love the queens face
Relocate if it’s bait
I hate catching a case
Been smoking cookie all day
Leave your room with your haze
Only bands and opps that I chase
I wake up and count the queen’s face
Still got beef on my plate
And I shed off plates with my mates
[?] we’re getting this cake
Stupid feds wanna lock me away
Lurking dingers in and out estates
Big fuck off stones man will blow you away

(Verse 1: Liquez)
I got a straight face
Nuttin here ain’t funny (No)
Head shot, chest shot
Or below that’s straight for your tummy (bow)
Them man are all babies
Back the shotty whacking with dummies (Bow bow)
Big trench-coat with the skeng
When it’s hot and it’s sunny (Dead)
I’m tryna have some binbags full of money (Alla dat alla dat)
So I’m out here serving it to the druggies (To the cats)
Most of my opps are bummy
Just talk like their on their grind (Na)
And none of my opps don’t bang (Don’t bang)
Dont bang on the six they lie
Put my hands on my heart we ride
If it ain’t skengs then we got dem knives (Ching ching)
So don’t slip and lose your life
Fam we savage with that knife
And if I shoot it it’s on site (Grrrrrra)
RIP and I say goodbye

(Verse 2: Monkey)
No hat more time when I step (Stepping)
Them niggas they looking for pussy
I’m out ere tryna get a cheque (That’s lame)
(Yo yo)
Roll up and blow
Man jump out with them skengs den a man doing ten toes
Skeng out on show
Civilians they be out more then you so they call the five-O (snitches)
Mans lurking with bro
[?] with a little bit of yak and spliff that I roll
Free jigga my bro
Dem niggas know
When manaman step man im aiming for toes
Boom boom take a man off his toes
Do a drill then go shell off a show (Cmon cmon)
Ay, ay, my niggas dem drillers you know

(Hook: Dimzy)
My niggas they just love the waps and cutlery
But they be trappy
All my 60 niggas love the queens face
Relocate if it’s bait
I hate catching a case
Been smoking cookie all day
Leave your room with your haze
Only bands and opps that I chase
I wake up and count the queen’s face
Still got beef on my plate
And I shed off plates with my mates
[?] we’re getting this cake
Stupid feds wanna lock me away
Lurking dingers in and out estates
Big fuck off stones man will blow you away

(Verse 3: Asap)
Knife or a ching ching
Asap ain’t in a no fisting (No)
Run man down with the rambo
Catch him swing that round and fist him
The opps know how the ting goes (Truss)
They either dasheen or we did dem (Dasheen)
Chopping food like a butcher (Cheffing)
My nigga [?] in the bando
Pyrex on the cooker
Cowboy style with the 44 (4s)
On the field tryna rise the score (Rise it)
Serving shots like a farm man (Truss)
Leave a nigga spreaded on the floor
I need hella bands and guns galore (Guns)
Break a pack into loads of pebs
I done a hundred I got hundreds more

(Verse 4: LD)
Armed and dangerous
Young and famous (60)
Age 15, I was crashing at school
Tryna leave Dijon brainless (Ai)
Nowadays I’m stepping on opps
Same routine tryna leave man brainless (Bow)
Dem man der just bummy
Looking like Frank hella dark from shameless (Hahaha, little bitches)
I’m peppering pricks and pedalling bricks (Papapapow)
Can’t talk about L they know about me
I pepper the strip (Ai, ai)
These niggas are bitter and sour
Coming like lemons and shit (Little [?])
We’re out here making it rain
And opps will [?] pricks (Papapapow)
Look anywhere we on violence (Ai)
I do shows and I’m still on riding (Gang)
And i still slang packs in the hood (I trap)
Still flinch when I see dem sirens (Shook)
Look all my young gs on volts
When they step they fill it and rise it (Rraa rraa)
It’s still fuck trident
Spent this whole year breaching my license (Gang gang gang)

(Hook: Dimzy)
My niggas they just love the waps and cutlery
But they be trappy
All my 60 niggas love the queens face
Relocate if it’s bait
I hate catching a case
Been smoking cookie all day
Leave your room with your haze
Only bands and opps that I chase
I wake up and count the queen’s face
Still got beef on my plate
And I shed off plates with my mates
[?] we’re getting this cake
Stupid feds wanna lock me away
Lurking dingers in and out estates
Big fuck off stones man will blow you away


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