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letra de come through murking - chronik & g-man (uk)

[chronik]
you’ll be on radio, think that you’re murking
until they see me come through murking
you’ll be on road, plottin’ them os
until they see me come through murking
you’ll be at shows ’cause you’re f-cking up flows and
till they see me come through murking
and i don’t stop murking
beat separators
true bars from this life of paraders
don’t watch my status
i’m big in the game but still not famous
if you’re watching [?]
if i spit the facts, you’ll spit fakeness
if i spit my statement
you will know when your rhymes it kicks -n-s
your [?]
my clique’s trainers will quick [?] and [?]
[?]
[?] my clique’s dangerous
but you’re not boy, you’re [?]
we’re arms apart
but not [?] i’ma cause [?]
i’ma cause [?] if you cause a [?]
if you light, i’ll light a spark
[g-man]
it’s real in the ends, you ain’t got so-called friends
and gunshots bust from leng
that’s why i say when my team and i got the bread
shout goes out to my big brother dread
and slew dem crew i’m gonna rep till i’m dead
cah everybody’s running ’round town with a leng
but half these boys ain’t real with the lengs
you’re shotting that peng but you’re [?] skeng
[?]
[?] to get eaten, my friend
you best pretend you ain’t got ps in my ends
trust me, it’s nothing long
all those guys
moving like you’re wolf but you’re really a sheep
trust me
that’s why we tell you it’s real in the ends
you ain’t got so-called friends
and big gun shots dem bust from the lengs
okay den
it’s real in the ends, you ain’t got so-called friends
and gunshots bust from leng
that’s why i say when my team and i got the bread
shout goes out to my big brother dread
it’s slew dem crew, i’m gonna rep till i’m dead
but everybody’s running ’round town with a leng
but half these boys ain’t real with the lengs
’cause you’re shotting that peng but you’re [?] skeng
when you make it ring
[?] good way to get eaten, my friend
you best pretend you ain’t got ps in the ends
get caught slipping and eaten then
’cause certain guys who try to front in the ends
will tell you that they’re really real in the ends
but don’t do anything ’cause they ain’t got no friends
just bare [?] that like to pretend
so what’s gonna go on then, then, then?
big, i’m blasting, beef everlasting
blood, you don’t want it, p-ssy!
get caught slipping and you get wrapped up
and you get jacked up, you’re a p-ssy!
girl’s getting banged by another bred
and you know what’s going on, blood, you’re a p-ssy!
i swear my boys banged you over
you never done nothing about it, you’re a p-ssy!
get smacked in the mouth and [?]
[?] you’re a p-ssy
get tied up in your house and [?]
blood [?] you’re a p-ssy!
[?] blood
[chronik]
yo
[?] could talk about beating up bouncers
that ain’t what you weigh [?] in ounces
i’m from the hood, i’d announce it
dem body and beating up bouncers
they’re so not in the hood, they’re out-of-towners
[?] the only place you could find them
they’re not spitting they’re real, they’re just miming
just some aks and kas colliding
man could pull the pin out when you’re firing
if you’ve got a repo, your man’s lying
draw the ak and man will start firing
if i run up in label the man will start firing
firing, jump out the car firing
i’ll come to your set, jump out the car firing
[?]
[?] will bust in time [?]

- chronik g man uk

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