Cancion : Lambeth Maps Artista : 67 Album : Lambeth Maps Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-lambeth-maps-de-67 [Hook: R6] x2 3 postcodes, 4 door trucks Let’s lurk on Lambeth maps Redrum, redrum, dripping in sauce Man a man spill it like yak 6 gang tryna turn man pack Hearsay so we’re paro and dat Come find us, we trapping in our flats Feds tryna find man’s waps [Verse 1: Y.SJ] Hit squad, tryna catch me sliding Dingers cold, keep cutting out But we warm it up whilst we’re gliding Last nigga try push his luck If he didn’t cut, I would’ve striked him From any bitch thinks she’s prestige Get on your knees that’s the right thing Talk about chingers with smoke 44s in a 4 door Skrr round there but them boy they’re ghost It’s funny they’re doing the most Or sending for me, you see me on streets Estate on your toes (why you tripping) Really been running through O’s Money like hoes, it comes and it goes Still back it I want that war Them boy just dash, got chinged and wapped But roads ain’t fun any more I don’t need to check that score Let’s lurk, let’s lurk, got your block extinct Cause the gang do tours I heard you robbed my man but we’re coming for yours Shit gets radical with my thoughts [Hook: R6] x2 3 postcodes, 4 door trucks Let’s lurk on Lambeth maps Redrum, redrum, dripping in sauce Man a man spill it like yak 6 gang tryna turn man pack Hearsay so we’re paro and dat Come find us, we trapping in our flats Feds tryna find man’s waps [Verse 2: ST] 3 postcodes, 4 door truck Might bring out the one .22 Let’s lurk on Lambeth map I’ve got smoke, bro’s got one too See them boys from a mile off They pick up their pants and leave their shoes Leave the whole block smokey Would’ve thought they're doing barbecue Get out the way Civilians get out the way I’m tryna pitch me a big dog Ain't tryna catch me astray Tell your barbies move too Cause we brought that gauge One press on that button Whole leave of pellets gon spray Ring trap, ring trap, put the water on pause Get trap fit Shouts out my joggers In two days scored a hatrick The block corn’s too mad If it hit him, he would’ve back-flipped Skrred back to the ends Upset cause the corn was acting [Hook: R6] x2 3 postcodes, 4 door trucks Let’s lurk on Lambeth maps Redrum, redrum, dripping in sauce Man a man spill it like yak 6 gang tryna turn man pack Hearsay so we’re paro and dat Come find us, we trapping in our flats Feds tryna find man’s waps [Verse 3: R6] We’re anti law Bro said whip it right cause he likes his bitches raw So Snoop put work in the kitchen And leave that bitch all raw 6 gang My bro’s been fucking up tour Manna mix chip with the cookie Then I do zombie walk 4 door truck but it's mense Itch got the light and the chalk Young boy working on the ends Got green, now it’s coming like sport Caught my man and he ran Caught him again, he got bored Ching ching man down Now you gotta pray to the lord Used to get round here with swords Scooby Doo run off indoors M on your block with the .4's That’s a scary sight, don’t pause We’re anti fucking law And we take risks that’s how we score Gang, gang, gang, gang [Hook: R6] x2 3 postcodes, 4 door trucks Let’s lurk on Lambeth maps Redrum, redrum, dripping in sauce Man a man spill it like yak 6 gang tryna turn man pack Hearsay so we’re paro and dat Come find us, we trapping in our flats Feds tryna find man’s waps ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================