Cairo
I swear Reyes made this
They say smoking kills, it gives me chills
How's Clipz not dead? He got smoked and peeled
White T-shirts, we turned them red
Cah tops get torn and skin get grilled
One way trip to the Drive it's local
We don't go 'Top since Timmy got chilled
Most of the Trey are well-known pussies
Most of them man been done by the Hill
Fling in S or swing my cheffs
I'm smoking Cheyon and toking Reckz
Thank God, I put down the Smartwhip, prime example is T1's death
Solly bop, I'm boppin' my chest
Move to your right, lean to your left
Best run 'till you're run out of breath
If not, then you're meeting death
I'll come out the booth and hang these boots
If you tell me a man that Smokey's wet
Inhale, exhale, lemme catch my breath
Splash that down till the kitchen bends
Hillside, we got the opps all vexxed
Catfish gang got Dosh and Stegz
Pay for the puss', stop catting for sex
How many man did we put on the bed?
Get the drop, roll up, the response is rapid
Countless man's been caught and slimed
No cap, we had big Kippz planking
Fly out of the ride and show man tactics
Tagged him, bro like, yo, you can have him
Held two blades, no graze on a stabbing
He tried run, I watch LB catch him
Oldest to youngest are all on splashings
I heard that song, turned it off
Just don't get why Dante's rapping
Got one from Junction, one from the Top
One from Town and two from Clapham
He tried blow, he was slow
I think fitness more than matters
Our reactions action, he tried troll 'till his life was flashin'
I lean back in the car, we ain't got no tints
Splash my man out of his Tech Fleece
Nah, they can't tek' me, their friends in spliffs
Outside, tell a man come get me
No we don't net beef if you let that rip
Was what it was and it is what it is
Perm got dropped for makin' a diss, and he ain't got back since he turned spliff
Free P with the P, up the .12 and blast
Opp boys pissed cah they lost their chance
I've seen Kippz get yucked so violent
Ask the Trident, had to hold my laugh
Life's not fair, free my dawg
Change them plates, burn them garms
Gang don't need no battery
Ask the patties, man's more than charged
Ask the pussies, man's more than charged
Gang put six of them boys in the stars
Two shots from the dotts sat a man on his arse
I can't see me an opp and pass
Life's so short, you can lose it fast
He tried diss, so we turned him grass
Few more packs, and Lambeth's ours
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