single minute - workrate lyrics
{intro}
*ayy, six gang, n*ggas f*cking know*
*rip g1, rip chaos*
*free all my sixes man*
*grease ting, n*ggas know*
munroe
*six gang, free sixty, free suspect*
*ayy, you listenin’ man, free my dargs*
*free absavage, free adz, free nino*
*free all my family, my n*ggas know, man*
{workrate}
*free da members, ayy*
*wallahi, soon home cuz*
*free the f*cking team, shout my brother workrate*
*n*ggas know, that’s my f*ckin’ family*
*shout all the sixes on the road for holdin’ sh*t down*
*free my people
{workrate}
*six, six, six, six*
*gang*
{verse 1}
gang, gang
if you spoke on t you’re liable to hold this ching, irreversible
put his name in the article then pray it’s a pack when i shove this tool
all of our drills been remarkable, but let me not chat what the mandem do
cah i might end up in felts with the goons, dat’s adz and six or two
got caught on the lack, he dashed
i watched his bro get splashed
[?] ran off and left his sister and broski ran in da crib
come and lap, come and lap broski’s infertile
he launched six shots and didn’t get no kids
(come and lap, broski’s infertile)
(he launched six shots and didn’t get no kids)
runnin’ through my contacts
how many yutes got robbed, none of dat got run*back
none of dem pop comeback
cah they know that i chef it or back it and bun dat
if i said it, i’ma l!ck man down, n0body can f*ckin’ mend it
i be’s with my credit, if worksy calls for a nine he’ll probably tek it
they don’t link sp, that’s cali and lean, posted on the block, not fencin’
jigga walks with da lean, dat’s a big twenty 23, free bro, lil’ a loves chefin’
bare man just type and talk like reddit
if your talkin’ london’s western den you better mention six gang legends
how many yutes got severed?
{chorus}
all i need is a single minute
to mingle widdit, true
back it, dip it, ching it
back to the hood, don’t claim dat chingin’
get man down in my six gang chargies
whip got burned by my em malis
shout out to my *rs*y dargies cah the mandem come way to crassest
all i need is a single minute
to mingle widdit, true
back it, dip it, ching it
back to the hood, don’t claim dat chingin’
get man down in my six gang chargies
whip got burned by my em malis
shout out to my *rs*y dargies cah the mandem come way to crassest
{verse 2}
(just bought my zeggy, it’s twenty*twenty, right now i need plenty readies)
workrate from young been chefy, get man down and i sip my tetley
everytime that the opp boys vex me, i jump in the dinger and touch man’s bestie
i thought that i wifed that .17 till i met dat smith and wesson
gotta keep a eye out, no fetty cah dem fed boys really wanna arrest me
can’t end up on the wing like messi
cah the truth is mumsy need sterling
if my a’s got grub i’ll jerk it
den i might just hire a servant
bag dat to the nicest sizes den i just watch dem drugs convertin’
when we ride on opps, put six in train, no dots so we don’t put two in
i ain’t talk about frying chicken when i say dat i got barbies queuein’
say you got savages, buck up with your gang
dat’s your army ruined
more time you’ll hear that we bored him up and couple more bells went through him
i heard [?] just jumped in the booth, got me thinkin’ oh sh*t, uh oh
like how you gonna send for workrate when his right hand poled down your blood bro?
if i hear that broski’s in smoke, you already know man’s ridin’, hundo
and i done proved that several times, get ’em down on the back road, main road
{chorus}
all i need is a single minute
to mingle widdit, true
back it, dip it, ching it
back to the hood, don’t claim dat chingin’
get man down in my six gang chargies
whip got burned by my em malis
shout out to my *rs*y dargies cah the mandem come way to crassest
all i need is a single minute
to mingle widdit, true
back it, dip it, ching it
back to the hood, don’t claim dat chingin’
get man down in my six gang chargies
whip got burned by my em malis
shout out to my *rs*y dargies cah the mandem come way to crassest
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