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fuck a link up - wood green lyrics

[intro: shabz]
see my ends? it’s ride or die
get ps or fly
grey gang n*ggas fall back and die
dun’ know
toddla

[verse 1: toddla]
f*ck cameras, i’ll hit ’em up blatant
but please don’t say my name in your statement
i’m a badman, leave bodies on the pavement
pbp, we only grind for the payment
n*ggas get topped when i peak through my scope
claim they want heat but they really can’t cope
yard’s kinda dead, need a little hype
so i holler at my n*gga shabz and ghost
free whitez and smokez
still praying that my n*gga gets bail
really f*cked up knowing that he’s lockеd in the cell
and thesе h ygs need to recognise
we ain’t talking sauce when we say that we pepper guys
gangsters let the semi rise
if you run, shots are getting popped in your back twice
187, ride or die
get your ps up, n*gga this is 22nd side
[chorus: ghost]
n*ggas need to get their ps up
’cause we’re g’d up
and them n*ggas there ain’t real
’cause they’re teamed up
six postcodes linked up
just to beef us
just to beef us

[verse 2: ghost]
i roll with natty
and don perion, marie, simeon
yung s, then i’m gone
figures, and smoke, they’re just chron’
and we buss a ting then we’re off
brucey’s got the h ygs on lock, smash
brodie supplying them rocks
then and shabz send the waves on the block
free my mandem in the cage, it’s a lot
say i’m too hyped for the roads
they say my road’s too hyped
manlike swiper and bleaching mike
free steeler, crazy, and j, whitez
welcome home, paddy and yardie
it’s ’cause they ran from them bait*searching ‘rales
shotz and bang, bang are part of my army
only speak facts, real g, free my n*gga smokey
[chorus: ghost]
n*ggas need to get their ps up
’cause we’re g’d up
and them n*ggas there ain’t real
’cause they’re teamed up
six postcodes linked up
just to beef us
just to beef us
n*ggas need to get their ps up
’cause we’re g’d up
and them n*ggas there ain’t real
’cause they’re teamed up
six postcodes linked up
just to beef us
just to beef us

[verse 3: shabz]
i’m in deep with the old school
i’m new school
but i came with a bang
h ygs fam, i got them on smash
p*ssy boy, act up, manna get smacked
i’m rolling with the green gang team
hardest out, no need to repeat
i’m rolling with the green gang team
hardest out, thought i just repeat
green gang, gang, green is my team
riding with some gully neighbours beside me
[?], blacka, toddla, 3g
four n*ggas that are part of my army
we go hard, so hard for the hood g
mob city, bang, bang, yeah we bang green
on the strip all the time ’cause it’s like home
wood green, mob city, fam we run the roads
[chorus: ghost]
n*ggas need to get their ps up
’cause we’re g’d up
and them n*ggas there ain’t real
’cause they’re teamed up
six postcodes linked up
just to beef us
just to beef us
n*ggas need to get their ps up
’cause we’re g’d up
and them n*ggas there ain’t real
’cause they’re teamed up
six postcodes linked up
just to beef us
just to beef us

[outro: ghost, shabz & toddla]
dun’ know (toddla)
([?]) aye, suck my d*ck [?]
f*cking h*rnsey pr*cks, yeah?
(shabz) yeah?
get me
say no names
n*gga know who you are
cut throat
mob city
’09 ([?] you p*ssy)
free the convicts
f*cking idiot
i’m off*license, ah

- wood green lyrics

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