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coulda been - m24 lyrics

[intro]
deggzy sur la prod’

[chorus]
it could’ve been s, man, could’ve been me
could’ve been main road, could’ve been g
could’ve been thirty, it could’ve been glee
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know (uh*huh)
three of them deads got turned into weed
three different strains, more than a z
packs galore, and it’s all free
which one should i pick? which one should i pick? (huh)
[verse 1]
i’m a real*life opp (yeah)
course my security is patterned (of course)
counted up this weeks’ profit (i did)
then i’m takin’ a trip down to hatton (uh*huh)
my man’s big face got battered (boom), and his broski jugged, i was flattin’
live in a party, i had a sawn*off stuffed in my brand new jacket (no cap)
two spinners in a lidge whip, rollin’ dirty
we know nothin’ ’bout lackin’
anywhere we see them, it’s crackin’ (anywhere)
i heard i ain’t got no waps, keep chattin’ (keep chattin’ man)
done a lot of things in my life
smooth criminal like i’m michael jackson (uh*huh)
he ain’t no driller, that n*gga chattin’ (uh*huh)
real ones, only a fraction (only a few)
i got two twins in the ride
which one should i pick? which one should i pick? (i don’t know)
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t even know you exist, you don’t like me
it’s probably over a b*tch
probably over a dirty scroom
no cap, no cap, no cap, no cap

[chorus]
it could’ve been s, man, could’ve been me
could’ve been main road, could’ve been g
could’ve been thirty, it could’ve been glee
i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know (uh*huh)
three of them deads got turned into weed
three different strains, more than a z
packs galore, and it’s all free
which one should i pick? which one should i pick?
[verse 2]
anytime i link with chucks (chuck*chucks)
you know somethin’ gets chinged like chucky (uh*huh)
yuck that down, leave the whole place yucky
look how they got down mulli
if he’s a opp, i don’t wanna hear, “sorry”
fry that n*gga, kentucky (who?)
she ran through (uh)
now, she a breed ’cause she way too f*cky, f*cky (she a badders)
feds on gang for a reason (on gang)
’cause we raised that crime in lambeth (big facts)
i don’t know who gassed up these baby boys
we soon put them back in their pampers (uh*huh)
bust that case, and i bust that champers
cats fresh home from the landin’ (yeah)
let that be, we don’t brandish
put that boy on the evening standard (on the t.v.)
brixton boys, you’ll never understand us
we speakin’ a whole ‘nother language (no cap)
s*xy señiorita, spanish says she wan’ chill with the bangers (with drillers)
live in the air with the bangers
i used to be live in the t with the trappers (no cap)
free snoop out the wokhouse (uh)
that n*gga don’t give two sh*ts ’bout cameras (free snoop)

- m24 lyrics

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