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+234 - qeeb lyrics

234 to the world and back all my man dem bad put naij on the map aii don’t get me mad

verse 1:
234 to the world and back all my mandem bad put naij on the map
ah man don’t get me mad man affi make me just rise and tan blam know they can’t talk on gang heavy clip full of crocodile t**th sk!llibeng bang it slap it mash automatic press it buck into us they panic. done it bait on the back road now i gotta lay low last thing i want is getting bagged by 5 0
live o trapping straight out of lagos my bros be on demon time ask sai so circle around no this ain’t no merry go n*ggas know we ain’t playing games no lego been on the fields from quay like deco tap it make a man turn usain bolt
no chitty chatty when i pull up with my k!lly k!lly we get drilly drilly bro back that gauge know he’s silly with it
sporadically when we shoot we hitting anybody everybody n*gga best run if you see us coming
forever stepping with the gang best know we never switching never slipping stick to the code we forever repping
still keep a cutlery been on numerous glides it’s not news that a n*gga got bare cheffings
kweffings sh*llings this beef we ain’t deading menace rodman n*gga on dennis get him swing my arm like venus wet him rambo left a man swimming opp boy turn packy we billing double cup henny yeah we stay sipping put me on a beat and yunno i’m gon k!ll it

hook:
in the 234 with drillas and trappers
real slappers no cappers bangers
pull up cause a ruckus
spin that coupe if we spot us a opper
aii k!lly load up the chopper
make the hand ting sing like usher
no headie man shoulda known better
try test us get put on a stretcher
verse 2: droxx
it’s me and yung q on another one
on the last one we smacked em wacked em
now we on track tryna run up on another one
with the stick i’m gonna do up a madness
step in the store swipe card like pos
the way we got man down so vigorous
gangnem pull up all black like liquorice
african chief what i spit so ridiculous
is it night or day don’t matter
yung q gonna push that in just twist and turn when he swing that borra
you know me i’m gonna shoot my shot when the opps get got yeah they sing like madonna
i’m gonna do man dirty n*ggas is thirsty
whipping that work like fetty
i want quids like jay z n*ggas is crazy
it’s been thirty days since ramadan told my abdi alhamdulillah
i don’t pick no fight in the streets pray to the lord for my sins astagafurillah
i might step up in there and wack man slap man take away his fighting chance
i might run up in there and burn man smoke in the air like i’m billing up ham

- qeeb lyrics

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