Mk47 808's go boom
Heads and shoulders, knees and toes
I don't choose I let it blow
Did a drill with my day 1 bro
When days are dark where the mandem go
Shh got got just him and his gyal
I can't lie thats Two in a row
Feds pulled up but bro was slow
Now we screamin three my bro
In a 4x4 with tinted windows
All black with custom rims
Got round there like half past five
Sendin shots trynna take mans life
At six am it was back to the block
Thats 78 to hide my nine
G-lock I swear its a ten
Got me switching up like Ben
Can't lie I'm way two certi
In the field how I do man dirty
Could Send man high
Up in the sky like he's takin a flight
Don't care if u really trappin
You aint got guns you really just cappin
You dnt drill, you really just rappin
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
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Mk47 808's go boom
Heads and shoulders, knees and toes
I don't choose I let it blow
Did a drill with my day 1 bro
When days are dark where the mandem go
Shh got got just him and his gyal
I can't lie thats Two in a row
Feds pulled up but bro was slow
Now we screamin three my bro
In a 4x4 with tinted windows
All black with custom rims
Got round there like half past five
Sendin shots trynna take mans life
At six am it was back to the block
Thats 78 to hide my nine
G-lock I swear its a ten
Got me switching up like Ben
Can't lie I'm way two certi
In the field how I do man dirty
Could Send man high
Up in the sky like he's takin a flight
Don't care if u really trappin
You aint got guns you really just cappin
You dnt drill, you really just rappin
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Heads and shoulders, knees and toes
I don't choose I let it blow
Did a drill with my day 1 bro
When days are dark where the mandem go
Shh got got just him and his gyal
I can't lie thats Two in a row
Feds pulled up but bro was slow
Now we screamin three my bro
In a 4x4 with tinted windows
All black with custom rims
Got round there like half past five
Sendin shots trynna take mans life
At six am it was back to the block
Thats 78 to hide my nine
G-lock I swear its a ten
Got me switching up like Ben
Can't lie I'm way two certi
In the field how I do man dirty
Could Send man high
Up in the sky like he's takin a flight
Don't care if u really trappin
You aint got guns you really just cappin
You dnt drill, you really just rappin
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Keep on chattin see how we pack him
Writer: Sean Nyoni
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid