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mob ties - trigz hrb & twin s lyrics

[intro: trigz hrb & twin s]
hrb sh*t, pg sh*t
live in the booth with my n*gga twin right now, man
beckton to morzart
c’mon, morzart to beckton, n*ggas know
anyting, anyone, anywhere

[chorus: trigz hrb & twin s]
four pipes, you can hear it fart
lambo truck in the trenches, that’s just that we do in the zart
expensive waps in expensive cars
you don’t wanna get seen by the dargs
we sent my man up in the air and n*ggas to link him qway by mars
i’m billing them up like puff, puff, pass
rear wheel drive you hear it skid
maybach trucks and mac’s, everyone knows what’s like in the 6
we got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
we got barbies scrеamin’ out gang, they know where thеm gangsters gettin’ it in
come play with the g’s and see what it brings

[verse 1: trigz hrb]
turn left, turn right like twin from beckton
if i chop this opp with my rambo, attempted murder, it’s more than a section
leave him rubbed right next to the entrance
run up a mil’ and dodge me a sentence
broski died, i was locked inside, had blood in my eyes, all i saw was vengeance
lemme tell you a secret no one knows
i chase **** with his mum and she nearly crashed on ashmore road
i woulda chinged both of them out of their clothes
i just linked demon, he came with rose
rest up billy, he stayed with poles
don’t buy a watch if you ain’t got smoke
everything glitter ain’t gold
if a opp get shot or shaved more time, it’s us that’s getting the blame

some in his torso, some in his brain
they try talk on wooski’s name until we put **** in a picture frame
now we billing them up, we got different strains
if i spot me a opp then i know what to do
see a jareer and shoot
last night, got neck in the back of the coupe
last year, had no service on the 2’s
hoyo can’t believe it’s true, she see my face all up on the news
step on the gas, get away from the blues
burn ’em clothes, get rid of them shoes
[chorus: trigz hrb & twin s]
four pipes, you can hear it fart
lambo truck in the trenches, that’s just that we do in the zart
expensive waps in expensive cars
you don’t wanna get seen by the dargs
we sent my man up in the air and n*ggas to link him qway by mars
i’m billing them up like puff, puff, pass
rear wheel drive you hear it skid
maybach trucks and mac’s, everyone knows what’s like in the 6
we got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
we got barbies screamin’ out gang, they know where them gangsters gettin’ it in
come play with the g’s and see what it brings

[verse 2: twin s]
i’m in hrb but i’m acg
if you heard that suttin’ got whacked ’round them sides there, it was probably me
we got mob ties wild in the west, we got mob ties out in the east
he got sent to the garden of eden, that’s for playing with acg
i throw the 6 in the air, i’m thugging
can’s ask me “where you from?”, i’m twin from beckton, boy, you bugging
i came to the zart with my hand ting, i see trigz came through with the suttin’
i got a rolex watch for the culture for all them times when man had nuttin’
i crash that corn at my cousin, it’s nuttin’, he f*cks with them so f*ck him
let me tell you a secret that no one knows
i caught **** on a glide, he looked in my eyes and he ran back home
i caught **** and i shanked him, he said it was h but he don’t even know
i don’t smoke but i wanna get higher, my drug is sending them man low, low, low, ay
i got sent to jail for the mad ting, on the dock, playing tic tac toe
i showed my face when i done that booting, i done it so everyone knows
my young g ryda’s riding, if i point, he’ll slap that pole
he said he’s got a problem, make it known i cut man’s face, that’s problem solved
[chorus: trigz hrb & twin s]
four pipes, you can hear it fart
lambo truck in the trenches, that’s just that we do in the zart
expensive waps in expensive cars
you don’t wanna get seen by the dargs
we sent my man up in the air and n*ggas to link him qway by mars
i’m billing them up like puff, puff, pass
rear wheel drive you hear it skid
maybach trucks and mac’s, everyone knows what’s like in the 6
we got mob ties out of the country, we got mob ties out in the sticks
we got barbies screamin’ out gang, they know where them gangsters gettin’ it in
come play with the g’s and see what it brings

- trigz hrb twin s lyrics

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