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2 shells - teamraw lyrics

[intro: tb, , ]
swavy in these speakers
yoni
like, how can you leave your mate?
5 on 2 and you still ran away

[verse 1: tb]
2 sh*lls, 2 sh*lls in a bruckback there
if a n*gga wan come, get lippy
i used to go do it in cabs, was risky
2 shanks up, tell a boy, “come link me”
i ain’t into this chat ting
nah, if you wanna act up
remember, dogs them bark
oh wait, lemme start this off
shanks got backed now he dashin’ off
man just do it, no if*but*whats
man just ride, don’t care what block
man got saved by the jakes on the block
if it wasn’t that day, would’ve heard gunshots
big*big bro showed me how to work that dotts
now, i’m on the opp block, tryna smoke man’s boss
if you wanna act bad, you can pay that ’cause
you’re not really bad cah you snapped on blocks
gyal got a breast and back
she ‘wan hold my wap ‘cah i rap, but i can’t say names
i’m riding with no complaint
man seen me and he turned insane
if it’s squad in my ward, they might get me
imma rise that pole, gotta send ’em away
dip and splash, got the shanks them drippy
kmt, bro, put that away
(dip, he got, like*)
he*he got six in the back broadday
psycho left his bro in the pave
like, how can you leave your mate?
5 on 2 and you still ran away
stop with the talkin’, i’m movin’ all bait
talk is cheap, better do what you say
bad boys, bad boys, where, which part?
bang up a gyal, now you think you got heart
trap, stack, finesse my man
that’s why you don’t go n’ stunt on ‘gram
i always*i always got the thing on my hip
why you think i walk ’round with the bludclart link?
get pack and it came in cling
what you know about takin’ the risk?
from young, boy, i was tryna get dough
i was out on the curb, just dishin’ out snow
now, i’m in a ding*dong whip
1.6, just doing up road
[verse 2: yr]
kick*kick back with bros
kick back, smoke amm to the dome
up in the trap, see the samsung blows
convoy of cats, man’s gettin’ in dough
i’m violent, step with the subject
jumped out the ride, see the opps them blow
see, the [?] them screaming out, [?]
we frying this beef, dun’ stepped on volts
thin*things and stuff with bro
your bro got splashed, now you talk on tracks
man, he ain’t rid back, them man some p*ssies
love act for the fans
like, talk is cheap
uhh, uhh, catch me outside if you can
and bro*bro greased up the ting
so when we lurk outside, see, the ting gon’ bang
one eye closed, bro grip and shoot
bro*bro’s doing 70 on the m
got the pack in his *rs*, told him, “no wrong moves”
take risk and prosper, manna do trap
i gotta move this food
mash work, stay low, get p
gotta stay low from the boys in blue
jakes on gang so the track ting peak
pull up and crash, like gang, we with it
jumped out the ride
countless times, seen man run, showing off [?]
some gems, them man some b*tches
like, in the bando with bro
had to fling on them gloves and cover my nose
‘cah the cats, them doing up smoke
and me and bro doing choppin’ up both
look at the opps, they funny
bro got this goal, go n’ get you some money
spend time countin’ this prof’
same time, bro’s tryna pattern this [?]
stay low, mash work, get p
jakes on gang so the track ting peak
stay low, mash work, get p
jakes on gang so the track ting peak
bow
[verse 3: s1]
(real, blocka
if i see an opp*)
if i see an opp, can’t leave him
reason, all my beef hafta get seasoned
man step with the broom, man cleanin’
if i see an opp, imma leave man leakin’
why the paigons chatting like gyal?
man, i swear, man, the opps are [?]
like bro, do you lurk with the bruck?
if he buss two sh*lls, did you see what he did?
in the bando, had to cover my nose
‘cah the t*house smelling all dirty
smoke with the dotts, couldn’t care if it’s rusty
buss two shots, if i miss, then you’re lucky
brodie just hit a l!ck
then brodie buss me
catch a body then flying up country
when i get bread, man, i swear it’s lovely
t*house, doing up bandit
man lurked and brodie brang it
saw an opp and brodie crashed it
i saw an opp and i necked and chest him
and i got his face, got it lookin’ disgustin’
young h, man, i swear, that’s brodie
if you touch him, man, i swear, would’ve done him
boy

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