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free da mandem - triple j (hughe$) lyrics

intro:

hughe$:
free kp
free jordan
free seb

outta a relationship

we’re plugged in with mak10, jude the engineer… and david

let’s get it

hughe$:
in a fight you got no hope, send him to the pope
take enough to the chest, do up a vest, turn him to a ghost
in the street he was running out of breath, d*mn, got blown
she could not cope, he thought he was dropped, his ass got soaked
do they really ‘got him’ , on that street, put him in a coffin
like my man was really forgotten
like ice cream you all got softened
another died and your boy’s been dropping
it’s shocking
when i said, “oh yеs bless” but f*ck that b*tch *censored*

danеlly:
straight out the ends, we k!lling sh*t
f*ck with us, you getting hit
my flow is *?* be taking my style
they try hard to match my sh*t
yuh
i’m a day one drilla
mandem say i’m the og k!lla
call me the *?* cause i’m a stone pillar
n*ggas think i be jokin
ask your homie, logan
how his legs feel? that sh*t be broken
*?* you ain’t gonna laughin with my 40 cal. smoking
when i come on the block, i’ll be smoking these p*ssy ass ops
and my 40 cal. hot
dv8:
they wanna try me but they flop, like lbj in the finals
these b*tches callin me *?* all these mans calling me idol
i don’t give no f*cks, i roll up weed, using the bible
you’ll never see it coming, like leicester winning the title
these b*tches be faking and cheating on n*ggas
these b*tches be snaking and tweaking on n*ggas
we don’t wanna hear excuses
these b*tches be hating and beating on n*ggas
don’t wanna come around me or my ends
if i hear you’re around my set
you gon’ meet buck knife 110

mak10:
i’ve been lying
we split the game we dividing
everybody catch smoke

we fighting, mandem be dying
part of surviving
we better not catch you lacking
cause of flash, camera action
like neymar we cut inside, we attackin’
pistols we packin’
we moving with traction
give him a dose
point guns like cameras pose
he’s blowing b*tches b*holes
running *?* with no clothes
bredrin at the back sucking them toes
f*ck hoes
jargan:
bouta rip this rap like a beyblade
going down on brothers screaming mayday
like kim k sucking ray j let’s say
i had ten of that on the same day
we say
free all the brothers they ain’t do nothin’ wrong
they addicted to vials just like my boy truong
the boys going wild, you’re still in denial
they look good in a thong cause it shows of their schl*ng
i’m real good at pong cause i hit all them b*lls
i know that sounds creepy like brahms in the walls
the boys feeding on nick and it’s making them sick
just take a look at jude, he’s getting withdrawals

went to the doctors to check out my back
gave him a hack cause he’s stuck in my crack
said “jargan man you’ve had too much of that”
“let me look at your sack cause that sh*t is black”
ain’t 21 but i’m still blackjack
could f*ck anyone especially mak
maybe not mini he has asthma attacks
but man that boys packs and that ass is a snack

i give it a smack and i bite on his ear
he’s like “jargan mate what you doing here?”
i’m like “mini, man, you have nothing to fear”
i’ll give you my serpent, i’m good with a spear
he laughs and cheers as he’s ready to box
lightweight champ with a real good c*ck
gives me cramps with that real good slop
man this is messy, i’m wet like a mop
he giving me top but this sh*t getting weird
mak comes in with that real nice beard
comes in hard as he f*cks from the reer
is that mak10? didn’t know he was queer

bouta give icing like a cupcake
taking no breaks, that’s a mistake
call it non*stop like i’m drake
eating his ass cause i did him well done like a steak
aye
he bouta cream
he in pain from the hole i just reemed
he f*ck me like raum and that man’s a machine
the man is the bomb so we call him a king
aye

- triple j hughe lyrics

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