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canada goose - active gxng lyrics

[intro]
give a n*gga 150 across his face man
blood everywhere sh*t pushin’
co’s not even coming letting the whole sh*t go down
man what’s up with your peoples man?
ay, but yo
yeah
what was the *
what was the puerto rican kids name?
rico, chico, some’ niko some sh*t, he from the east side
fsg, fsg, fsg
rip ak, ak’s world
man you know poppin’ w*ll**s man
someone call he always f*cking with the b*tches
thinking he a pretty n*gga
you already know that n*gga, man
d*d*dr got the sauce b*tch

[verse 1]
yo
one hand when i finger your b*tch
but i need two if i lift up this gauge (boom, bow)
i had the fl!cks in my pocket so i backed it ripped up my mans face (ching, ching)
me and bro bucked him no shanks so i boot, boot his head with my lace (yo)
like suttin’ got got in cres’ we done that bait but we left a trace (true)
[hook]
it’s cold in the streets, i need me a wap and a canada goose
like two got chinged at the scene
i chinged up skatty, i chinged his bruce (facts)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (facts)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (snitch boy)

[verse 2]
but i bust that case and her makeups looking all cute
so, i don’t wanna buss on her face, and they think i do juju
‘cah i bussed a double gbh and they think i’m a loose screw
‘cah h*how many man got shaved?
h*how many man got shaved?
like suttin’ got cheffed at a party (true)
and suttin’ got cheffed in willesden (true)
and suttin’ got cheffed in cres’ (true)
and someone’s head got whacked in kilburn (true)
how many times have we stepped out bait with intentions just to k!ll them? (i don’t know)
how many times have we stepped out bait with intention just to k!ll them?
free sk, that’s my guy (free him)
if i back this blade, you’ll get knifed (true)
if she brown and bad she get piped
if she’s dead, she can give no facetime, no skype (uckers)
l*let me rev up this bike
big rambo tryna take an opps life
back that, dip that, rip that do up his belly, back not his thighs (splash him)
they can’t talk on ak (no)
they defo’ can’t talk on brodie (no way)
‘cause if they do, that’s in and out, it’s not hokey*pokey (true)
this brown one bad and thinks she sucks my d*ck and holds my pokey (true)
i push it up in her belly, she says “scam please go slowly”
[hook]
it’s cold in the streets, i need me a wap and a canada goose (true)
like two got chinged at the scene
i chinged up skatty, i chinged his bruce
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (snitch boy)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (snitch boy)

[verse 3]
i don’t spend p’s on dsq’s (no way)
i don’t know about the rip and the splash (no way)
i know about copping these weapons
backing my rams and i dip and i splash
like scam don’t care about fash’, i duss man down in my nike air max
like scam don’t care about fash’, i duss man down in my nike air max
like how you garn’ diss my batch?
‘cah we’re known for them dirty chingings
and we’re known for making them racks
you can get done on your block like tk
or done on the mains like skattz (true)
c*call me david blaine, i make opps disappear in the flats
i make opps disappear in the flats
yo
fly off the ‘ped, wagwan what’s up?
back this shank, do up your guts (wagwan?)
in and out, it won’t get stuck
shh should’ve died, he got luck
fly off the ‘ped, wagwan what’s up?
back this shank, do up your guts (yo)
in and out, it won’t get stuck
shh should’ve died, but he got luck (wagwan?)
push that shank, then i turn and twist
like, none of these opps on p*ss
slap that dots, firm that kick
15 inch, sittin’ on my hip
bad b just came to jeet
but that’s nuttin’ but sucks and l!cks (no way)
and i heard there’s bud in that yard
so that’s nuttin but stains and l!cks (stain that)
like “who’s on cheffings?” (yo)
it’s defo’ not them (defo’)
big bro just love the kweffings
he loves in my rusty skeng (boom bow)
that opp thot there on neckings
she said the man from her block are gems (boom bow)
and there man just hate me loads, ‘cah i bored ‘nuff of their friends (true)
[hook]
it’s cold in the streets, i need me a wap and a canada goose (huh)
like two got chinged at the scene
i chinged up skatty, i chinged his bruce
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (true)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth
it’s cold in the streets, i need me a wap and a canada goose (true)
like two got chinged at the scene
i chinged up skatty, i chinged his bruce (snitch boy)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth (mad, mad)
he snitched in court, i lied and he told the truth

[verse 4]
let me tell you why skatty’s mad
‘cah i stepped in the party and itched out his back (ha ha)
helped bored se in the face and that
all now, ain’t been bucked there wack
opps are washed some f*cking joke (jokers)
big rambo under my coat
stepped in cres’ on serious volts
shh got splashed he was way too slow
bruck back in the back can’t you tell?
me and tman done ducked down lz (ducked him)
and his name said csblitz
he’s a csg, he’s a crime scene girl (b*tch)
like i don’t throw left and rights, i back my blade and dig not slice
i don’t throw left and rights, i back my blade and dig not slice (ching ching)

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