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attending - yd & t16 lyrics

[intro]
sj

[verse 1: yd]
ramz or botty, i hold it properly (that’s right)
talk drills, ain’t harmed n0body
can’t wave it wrong, this ain’t no hockey (whoosh)
shh got dropped, shoulda sw*ng it properly (ching)
two down and the rest are pending
bro got the drop, just know i’m attending (ah?)
**** ain’t harmed n0body, lol, why the h*ll is he pretending?
and **** must’ve self*revived
left on the scene, he got left to die (safe)
all now they ain’t thought to ride
two in a day, yeah they’re shook to glide (that’s right)
this .44’s long, tryna hit mans eye (bow)
if not, tryna hit mans spine
they hate on us, they do despise
****, they always die
we got a tally, now let’s not lie (yeah)
how you gonna talk ’bout drillings and you ain’t ever done no spillings? (none)
bro got life ‘cah he put his whole fist in (whoosh)
i can’t lie, if i lose my ramz i gotta roll with the fl!cks or kitchen
uav on a paigon strip
**** left **** to tape that strip (ying dat)
i got a drop from a paigon b*tch
london fields, we raised them sticks (whoosh)
i got two in a botty, opp block twin tryna find me a body (that’s right)
i slap bells at your head like noddy
jump out gang and speaking wokky
like savour, wave it, shave it
back to the ends, tell bro*bro “blaze it” (whoosh)
the opps can’t talk about shaving
we leave man dripping, drowned on pavements
two, two of their guys been touched
and they’re six foot under, living with satan (mad)
like how you gonna talk about scores?
you ain’t touched none of my guys, that’s blatant (d*ckhead)
you ain’t touched none of my guys, that’s blatant
[verse 2: t16]
stokey where i was born and raised
i dare you scream “k”, get juked in your face (get juked)
bally and gloves so i left no trace
i do man dirty and catch no case (no case)
i’m itching for another drill
i’m only slap five when juice gets spilled (get spilling)
i was on the ride that day in the hill where big men dashed with their stainless steel (they running, d*ckhead)
so pull up your trousers, scream and run when the t**th gets slapped from this loaded gun (bow)
only now they wanna cut tru’ the ends ‘cah they find out they got my whole team locked in pen (some d*ckheads)
i told the homerton yutes “live wisely” (ah)
’cause you can just die like sheggz, or get chinged up on the mains like dicey (ah)
or jambzy
or gashy
real 16 boys get splashy (16)
gang jump out the ding*dong ride, that’s me ll, mishmash and paddy
really tryna do man dirty on back*roads (splash)
caramel girl wanna arch her back
i’m still in the t tryna out this pack (out)
beefing us is like a one*way road
watch ’em go down, there’s no turning back (no)
man free up my 16 boys, my 16 stokey, my a*team batch (16)
still swing them shanks like latts
how many times have i been in the 4? (how many?)
like yb’s block already got bored (d*ckhead)
so i don’t wanna hear no more
“hollow tip bells”, they ain’t got waps, they ain’t slapped no*one, they ain’t done sh*t (done sh*t)
are you taking the p*ss? lauric really got slapped in the riz’ (loud)
jump out the ride tryna turn man pack
if i do that sh*t, i’mma shoot that wap
grrr, bow (bow, bow)
tryna tape 416 off the map
16 gang
tryna tape 416 off the map
[outro: t16]
you win
gang, gang, gang, gang

- yd t16 lyrics

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