run this shit - #ap jango x s’kizz lyrics
ayy brucky, this wavey
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[verse 1 : jango]
beef gets hot that’s pepper
pressure, pressure
back out the ride, long samurai
on my hands, just levers
lemme show you about tekkers
imma hop out the ride and finesse
them man know that my gang is the best
so we tried this gang, but we couldn’t care less
all this talk is irrelevant
how many your sides been cheffed?
they’re talking loads
if you’re talking shots, im talking chest
back road we’re leaving a mess
in the ride, thats a 4 times 11
but this ain’t no test
bad b wanna hold my [t?]
so she slapped that pack right next to her breast
ayy, question
when i hopped out the ride
you looked at your guy
and then you left him
why?, why you gonna leave your guy?
do you wanna see his mumzy cry
stay right there and defend your guy
even ot you know i dont lack
see my bro slang that crack
now i’m back on your block
doing counter*attack
defend your block
always sliding and that
[verse 2 : s’kizz]
we got [?]
step on your block
like who’s on the mains?
put metal in his veins
and call through [?]
my head hot like flames
i don’t play no games
i don’t score like james
i can’t say no names
coz them guys do talkie talkies
and they roll with guys
that roll with guys that roll with walkie talkies
gotta stay on point
i ain’t going back to jail to hear some made up stories
buck me an opp, aim and flee
hit mans chest, watch the p*ssio leak
your general has nightmares about me
cah’ i cheffed him up and fled from the scene
you ain’t bad like us, you ain’t bad like we
we do things and do them stuff
we dont do no stuff
grip them guns and go paigon [?]
black, black get dipped and rasclart bun
if i do it like yp, that’s for fun
straight anti*green, take sons from mums
mums, lack in your hood get bun
you did that run so we aimed at someone’s lungs
take sons from mums
[hook : jango]
bro clipped corn hit dispatch
things on us we don’t lack
things on us will hit his back, back
lemme not talk about that
it’s the sh*t we spar it
so i will guess we run this sh*t
young n*ggas ride for the fun of it
anything green we’re bunning it [x2]
[verse 3 : s’kizz]
‘bout 20 o’ man ain’t done no drills
but he wants to be a drill, artist
pull up on him and empty the cartridge
run up in yards, like, “where’s all the harvest?”
streets upsa done made me heartless
like k9 get cheffed and dart less
zt is harmless
buck into him, i woulda started laughing
back my shank, and finish the target
they buy clothes from edmonton market
one in the window, back it and bark it
skid*skurr, gotta go park it
try leave him in a permanent basket
should said casket
shout e1 cah’ hes deffos the fastest
get chinged with the same hand i w*nked in jail with
aim face, chest, won’t aim for his pelvis
they sing songs, sing songs like elvis
[verse 4 : jango]
beef for the gang we don’t play fair
shanks on the ride, dont care
fill up the patty and get round there
skrr with your bro that traction*action
i don’t know nuttin about acting
gang’s really known for the mad tings
skengfield always popping
no [?] but gang’s robbing
i still [?] on the trap phones
i heard then talking the [?]
when i buck them
they’re quick on their d*mn toes
we are going in the ride like [?]
no snapchat, we’re doing it lowkey
me, osav, old school like [?]
first place come gold like rollies
that’s why the feds, they’re moving nosy
broski’s a hitman
he’ll shank a n*gga for p’s
but for me he’ll do it for free
that’s gangsh*t, you see?
[verse 5 : jango]
beef for the gang thats too much pressure
too much pressure that they can’t handle
summertime it will look like a tan tho
[hook : jango]
bro clipped corn hit dispatch
things on us we don’t lack
things on us will hit his back, back
lemme not talk about that
it’s the sh*t we [?] so i guess we run this sh*t
young n*ggas ride for the fun of it
anything green we’re bunning it
bro clipped corn hit dispatch
things on us we don’t lack
things on us will hit his back, back
lemme not talk about that
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