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letra de new park road remix - 67

[intro]
new park, np
yeah, oh!
we out here (blow)
chings
we’re all brothers

[chorus: bullygreen]
hey (soldiers)
i feel in love, so stayed outside (outisde, outside, outside)
we keep getting shows on new park road
got some smoke, i sold my soul on new park road (trillas)
sold my soul on new park road

[verse 1: dimzy]
i weren’t born on new park road
but i was raised on new park road
first place that i sold that dope
first place that a man put his hands on smoke
english one or the russian one
but man pulled up in a german one
two .44’s in a four-door truck
there’s one on the right on the left there’s one
we don’t wait for the paigons to come for beef
we slide ’round there and we fry that beef
when i smile you see the shine on my white gold teeth
i used to live two doors from doggy and liquez
when i smile see the shine on my white gold teeth
we slide ’round there and fry that beef
we don’t wait for the paigons to come for beef

[verse 2: scribz]
aight
single glazing project living
we made us a k!lling, were poverty driven
i talk about knifings and talk about drillings
bro got life for a one-shot k!lling
inse got twelve, took ‘dat as a blessin’
we handle our beef got the opps dem stressing
everywhere we go man know mans face
but on new park road mans legends (ay)
i blew smoke on the road for my friend
blew smoke on the road for my family (all’a ‘dat, all’a ‘dat)
hear man talkin’ ’bout this and that till i come round causing a causality
see bare new faces around man flexin’
and screaming out gang with me
i separate the reals from the fakes just know that the real ones ran with me

[verse 3: liquez]
i was raised on new park road
went school on new park road (uh-huh)
i make money on new park road (racks)
new park yeah that’s my home
miss bro’s like slowz and oz (free ‘dem)
bare knife work ’nuff gun smoke
that’s not just all i know
you get booked and we sold out shows (ay)
come sing with bros like we soon gon’ blow
and since we’ve gone up, i ain’t never been low (never)
i’ve been through good times i’ve been through bad times
i’ve really seen it all on new park road
free incy, yeah, that’s my bro
huh if you know den you know
r.i.p ziggy, yeah, that’s my bro
yea that’s my bro, from new park road

[chorus: bullygreen]
hey
i feel in love with staying outside, see
[?] shows on new park road
got some smoke, i sold my soul on new park road

[verse 4: siz parks]
touch it
too clean better mind where your stepping (stepping)
home of the braves and the legends
with a style of a line with a gun on my batch that will take of heads in a second (pewm)
no teckers, better check it
better know ‘dem boys before you step in
’cause his mum ain’t home and his dad that’s the sound that’s the sound of a weapon (cha-chow)
no stressing life and aggression (how?)
and a girl that i can’t really mention
if you know my face then you know my face
yeah i came in c’s in a blessing
but i came outside for attention (uh-huh)
seven days for the cure and i’m flexing (uh-huh)
got a girl with a body that will k!ll anybody
if you’re tryin’ to disrespect my section

[verse 5: change]
you might see me in a cut tru’ in a cutru’ (skrr)
you dont like me? f-ck you (hahah)
don’t chat shit when i buck you
you’re probably still pissed about the time that i robbed you (shut up)
what you expect me to do?
my don gave me the dropped and you turned out to be the move
i don’t mind if i beef wit’ you
my hands never empty when time i lead the move
i woke up this morning looked in the fridge
and i didn’t see nothing
now i’m hungry, i’m broke and i’m pissed
got to get my money on my crud ting
bad b said that mans got bits (uh-huh)
i said, “talk to me darlin'” (uh-huh)
you might know him, man he’s beefin’ the six
make man more wanna rob him

[verse 6: papi]
i’ve got a dope face (what?)
i can move dope, mate
i know there gon’ hate (yeah)
money from cocaine (yeah)
one-hundred and loads came bro main
how can you hate on a nigga grime when you got it from sitting down
you come from the picker ground i got lost niggas sitting down
for a flippin’ pound tryin’ to get in style
just a little child and he’s bigger now
just a nigga now, father figure down
you a hoodie too
you ain’t seen a move for a bimmer coupe (nah)
never need the food but i can lean on you (yeah)
whatever needed you such a scenic view
and i’m buzzin’ b, i’ll be with two
if i wasn’t me two parcel–

[chorus: bullygreen]
hey
i feel in love with staying outside
[?] shows on new park road
got some smoke, i sold my soul on new park road

- 67

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