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C1 – Next Up? [S2.E1] | @MixtapeMadness

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Second beat prod. McMemzy

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  1. 🦁 👑

    Me and S, that's a two man step
    And if you don't think we're patterned, we both got gloves
    That's De Gea and Cech
    How many mans been splashed and vexed
    They ain't put hands on skengs, they're wet
    Shotgun long or short, it's still on the back of the PCX
    All now it don't make no sense
    Them man tried lurk one time, man crashed, and they ain't ever been back again
    Only God knows, wagwan for them
    TA controlling the dinger, me in the passy, it's looking all ments
    You can't afford to get cheffed on the mains, rudeboy you're looking at death
    Bare man run when the suttin' gets rised, two L's like let's lurk twice
    Had nuff youts gone on the top, S did him dash on Larkhall Rise
    Mums life that spin ting hypes
    Me and gang when we're out on the ride
    Undies on to the kid, then the tighest spaces C1 hides
    I been on countless glides, and the feds dem can't name one
    I'd rather be in the T with grams dicing 1.1s
    Got sweet ones onto the gang, it's nuts
    Showing off breast and bums
    Do a drill then back to the slums
    I can't wait 'till I lock this one
    I put nuff stress on their head, I can't make marjay bury her son
    They know that we out with skengs on peds, dot dot ready to dump
    If you speak with your chest get slump
    Notorious hill get anyone bun, if you know then you know 'bout a Tulse Hill tug
    I ain't tryna leave man rubbed, splashed and chinged, that's your insides fucked
    Corn in the air, better watch your touch
    Man can tell me nuttin' 'bout them boy, them man ain't got nuttin' on us
    They say C1's next up, this is for Chak so I can't give up
    Ride on the other side, gangs too nuts
    It's only the bros man can trust, I still go shop where shh got touched

    Second Beat

    So when you wake up in the morning, when do you first get out that?
    Soon as you put on your clothes, it's like putting your clothes on
    How you bend down to tie your shoe, how you go in the bathroom to wash your face and brush your teeth
    You leave the house without this, it's like, it's like you basically saying shit fuck my life

    The beef is poppin'
    The suns all out so you know we gotta have these paigons dropping
    The last time I jumped off a 125, I had that opp boy dodging
    This is the start, no way I'm stopping
    She don't need rates to know that she's popping
    Bad bitch topping off gang, "oh I say" like my name's Dot Cotton
    Need me a Russian, more like a foreign
    Left hand curving shots like Robben
    I beef with the opp block active, niggas seein four wheels skrr and panic
    If there's juice on the Rambo, savage
    Every mans goal is to make nuff cabbage
    Still one eye closed when I slap this, LTH too gangish
    I do things and stuff with bro, every day we take a hundred risks
    I got tings doing snaps and pics, on my mums life I ain't into that shit
    Fuck the opps, they're neeks, they ain't on this riding ting
    The shotty size like one baby, a samurai sword same size as Slim
    4 door swerving, got 3 man in the back with a bally and a 15 inch
    How can you run and leave your bro, that one there ain't a bredrin ting
    Washed up youts scream LTK and none of these man ain't ever done a thing
    I just laugh and I bill my spliff
    I'm with M tryna score on pricks
    Or I'm with P tryna mango split, headshots only the fuck is this
    You don't ever take no trips, 3 double 0 yeah I took that risk
    I've been with Caps and breeze on the streets
    Pull their pants, they dash and skeet
    Niggas are neeks, ain't seen what I've seen
    Niggas are rookies, ain't been what I've been
    Do they know round 'ere got a selection of waps
    Shanks on waist, big tings in bags
    If man could've got tru' the door that day, we wait for them to ride back
    30 on the mains and not enough gas
    But we still got the 4 door packed
    Them man can't buy no waps, they're brass
    It's always a casualty thing like Sav

  2. BOING

    The cats dont call me ace, they call me bud or they call me pie
    I done got nicked with a hunting knife but the grind dont stop cah we hunting guys…

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