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gangbangin' - t-squeeze lyrics

[intro]
far from threatened about who he’s with, b*tch, i’m ’bout gat bangin’
thuggin’ with my clique, on gangster sh*t, i grew up on g*ngb*ngin’…
i grew up on g*ngb*ngin’…
(dominar on the track)

[bridge]
far from threatened about who he’s with, b*tch, i’m ’bout gat bangin’
thuggin’ with my clique, on gangster sh*t, i grew up on g*ngb*ngin’
broke boy talkin’ sh*t ‘stead of gettin’ fixed, no motion, he ain’t ’bout plannin’
miss me with that sh*t, you take that risk, i’m wilin’ out with my cannon

really livin’ it, i’m riskin’ charges civs couldn’t ever fathom
each time i leave my bits, suttin’s comin’ with, i don’t know what could happen
covered if a drought hits, beaucoup grub, i’m lit, i don’t know ’bout famine
they can hate but they can’t do sh*t with us, ’cause we get sh*t brackin’

[verse]
flash! flash! flash! flash! flash! he won’t forget what happened
right down south of the river thames, beaucoup shots and beaucoup stabbings
we don’t give a f*ck, we’re settin’ it off in public in front of karens
we don’t give a f*ck, we’re gangster’d up, they see it, sh*t is apparent

b*tch, juuggin’ be my talent, got ambitions of a drug baron
check out my plan of action, i wanna be a millionaire, f*ck chris tarrant
if they ain’t talkin’ peez, when they speak to me, i swear i be hearin’ latin
i weren’t sh*t so they left me ‘lone, but the day i’m up, watch n*ggas wagon
need me a sugababes like mutya buena or keisha buchanan
long*distance stullah n*gga, no, i don’t need a magnum
play wid a don, make me up that burner, boy, like dude with stephanie allen
play like i don’t mean business till i pop up, lightin’ sh*t up like lanterns

b*tch, soon as that pressure on, the switch done flipped, my n*gg, ain’t no callin’ quits
boy, you ain’t down for this, i know you’ll snitch, i smell it on you and it stinks
steppin’ with dirty sticks, clip filled to the brim, tryna hit you, her and him
ain’t tryna step on sh*t and the shoe fits, plain and simple, you’s a b*tch

shoot him in his sh*t, ain’t for tat*for*tits, tryna get his dome split
said they got sticks, i say it’s all talk like pundits, they ain’t ’bout conflict
money is a major issue, b*tch, i’m about my hovis
wanna host mind games ’bout my bread, maaaane, get your dumb *rs* toasted

from one extreme to another, k.i’s words, t.l.a, he goes too far
there was no point of my mummy hittin’ on us, ’cause sh*t, i’m still thuggin’ hard
she’s my mum but yet, she don’t know the half, patricia’s son is scarred
(ay, ay, ay…) she didn’t show no love, so how can i love? t.l.a got a tainted heart

[bridge]
membership, i g*ngb*ng, nerdy so they cannot hang
up my stick on any man, them bells we spend like that peckham man
semi*automatic blow, no fan, two hands ’cause it kicks like jackie chan
with the sh*ts, we got dirty sticks like the ones you’ll see in afghanistan
addington n*ggas g*ngb*ng, norwood n*ggas g*ngb*ng
croydon n*ggas g*ngb*ng, selhurst n*ggas g*ngb*ng
th*rnton heath n*ggas g*ngb*ng, norbury n*ggas g*ngb*ng
gangster so we g*ngb*ng, croydon borough, gangland

- t squeeze lyrics

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