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cardiff - moscow17 lyrics

[intro]
trap house mob
madara
brigades
rah its bkay uno
buck on the mains and they act r*t*rded
fly down from cardiff
buck on the mains and they act r*t*rded
made a sweet one from
fly* fly down from cardiff

[chorus: screw, loose]
f*cking h*ll boy got a dot*dot blasting
on the opp block we moscow marching
feeling like ramz cause my ting been barking
made a sweet one fly down from cardiff
sweet one from cardiff, watch her bend up her back and arch it
on the opp block two shotguns blasting
they say they’re on man, who’s asking
buck on the mains and they act r*t*rded

[verse: screw, loose]
in (scrubs?) got me running from coca
on the opp block must’ve thought (?) poker
bro put that dots on my shoulder, lean over, long range no rover (boom)
i’m in the dance with the thingie on man man one*two step i don’t know about soca
get round there in this bruck down focus
spill that (?) i don’t know about chauffeur
little man cheffed in his chest by s all now and the p*ssy ain’t woke up
oh sh*t, oh sh*t, loose come way too rude
gyally on me because she heard that i’m screw
and you can hold corn if you’re throwing up 2s
and i can’t be like kweng, 21+ and sending nudes
gang got top like b and q
rambos, dottys, spinners too, ammunition on deck tryna blast at your crew
grip that hammer and slap that, back off we leave man’s cap off, we did it on toes
all of these wappers and none of them jammers, they all greased up and they ready to go
my man got the opps on pressure, rain or snow man do any weather (any)
the opps still talking, sort it, get round there, season hold pepper
man gta on a monday, come sunday, come thru like trevor
change
i don’t mind when they go do link up, pull up on gang sh*t, come to a drink up
the dj’s playing his mixtape, stepped in the room, just caught me a madness
press play on the mash and slap it
bae*bae don’t call me a gm put a r in the middle for this rusty ratchet (haha)
straight out the b, they know
if this sweet one weren’t on man she was prolly on incog, rest up bro
my man said he got my man, live in the flesh, why you leaving your right hand?
we cheff a next man’s body, no bpl you were better in thailand
saw loosescrew in the flesh, i can put it on my marj man throws like (?) (why you mad?)
these pellets gon’ burn like vicks, p*ssed, get round there on these pr*cks
samurai long or the 15 inch
me and bae*bae going out (?) so on my waistline gotta keep me a fl!cks
[chorus: screw, loose]
f*cking h*ll boy got a dot*dot blasting
on the opp block we moscow marching
feeling like ramz cause my ting been barking
made a sweet one fly down from cardiff
sweet one from cardiff, watch her bend up her back and arch it
on the opp block two shotguns blasting
they say they’re on man, who’s asking
buck on the mains and they act r*t*rded

[outro]
fly down from cardiff
buck on the mains and they act r*t*rded
made a sweet one from
fly* fly down from cardiff
madara
brigades
rah it’s bkay uno

- moscow17 lyrics

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